This past week I was at C.A.M.P.S. (Christ As My Personal Savior). It was a sick nasty week with all sorts of fun. Unfortunately, amongst all this fun I had a bit of a depression relapse... Well, the day after my lil relapse, there was a witness talk by one of the staff. Her name was Justine. The story she gave was a lot like my own story...it brought back memory flashes...fear...regret...guilt...and a whole load of emotions...and as I sat there, some tears began to silently role down my face… Continue