Quotes by : Kelly Wilson

I have become conscious of my own “cry face.” My face puckers like the business end of a hot dog....

We will remember what it was like to lose you, our pain the black background of our electric blue joy.....

For me, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is like a good friend. A necessary girlfriend, but with chronic....

I have attempted for years to make fun of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, which is a dangerous game.....

The morning after Jim’s death, as I dried off after my shower, I wondered to what extent, if at all,....

I realized at that moment that depression and I will always be linked, tugging back and forth, like the....