Don't think twice, it's all right

Look a bad thing in the eye and break the spell

Everything felt fragile and freshly come upon, but for now, at least, my depression had stepped back, giving me room to move forward. I had forgotten what it was like to be without it, and for a moment I floundered, wondering how I would recognize myself. I knew for certain it would return, sneaking up on me when I wasn’t looking, but meanwhile there were bound to be glimpses of light if only I stayed around and held fast to the long perspective. It was a chance that seemed worth taking.

— Daphne Merkin, “A Journey Through Darkness,” The New York Times

Voodoo in my Blood