One of the most terrifying things for depressed folks is asking for help. There’s a funny thing about depression, it tends to convince you that you’re somehow an incomplete person. I don’t know how it applies to other people so this post will probably be pretty personal, but if it helps someone that is what I’m here for.
I don't really understand why Blizzard decided to name their new MOBA something with the exact same acronym as Heart of the Swarm, but there you are. The ways of Blizzard are a mystery, not to be understood by mortals. I further don't know what it is about Blizzard that makes me want to play all their games - I only got into Magic: The Gathering for a hot minute until I kind of got bored but I play Hearthstone like a damn maniac.
I figure its about time to ramble a bit about a book I like. Fair warning, pretty much all the book posts I'll end up writing will be about books I enjoyed. Early-twenties Sarah would have gone on at length about how awesome a good hating is for the system, but that was my early twenties self. She was bit of a judgey bitch. Older, wiser Sarah finds that being enthusiastic about cool things is much more satisfying than hating on uncool things.
I'm sure we've all experienced the frustration of something not working the way we think it should. Working on a block of code with one missing semicolon, for example. Or trying to align report data with a merge template, as I was doing today. Every brain cell in your body screams that this thing should do what you're trying to get it to do and it just won't do it. Maybe an inner dialogue happens...