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The Moskeda Book Club

So the survey I ran here a few days ago has been completed. I want to thank everyone who participated and for the feedback that I received. Bless you! I will give you the results in a bit, but first, I want to introduce the Moskeda Book Club to you. We’re on Instagram and it’s not yet begun because I’m working on a few things at the moment. I hope to start it off on the first of August. I’m excited and nervous at the same time because I don’t know what to expect. But I’m sure we’ll find our footing. So the Moskeda Book Club is going to be like any other book club, but with a difference. We will read and share our thoughts on what we read and those thoughts would be published as a collective review here on the site. This is to help people catch…

Help A Friend This Christmas

In 1998, I almost killed myself. I was just fifteen and already, depression had taken over my life. I can’t even remember how I got there. But I remembered that evening. I got home from school, found a bunch of pills where my mom kept some, and just swallowed them all. There were up to twenty or more pills, so it took batches. When I was done, I went to sleep, hoping to be dead soon. But I woke up hours later, alive and still breathing. I have suffered from depression all my life. When I was pregnant with my son, it was the most difficult part of my adult existence. Apart from being physically ill throughout the pregnancy, my mind was also in a dark place. If it wasn’t for the baby I was carrying, I didn’t know what I would have done to myself. I would tell myself…