My name is Clint Rouse… and I am not ok. For thirteen years I have battled this depression and it is just not getting easier. I dont really remember what it was that triggered this in me, but I guess you can just imagine a gun going off across a distance…a bullet speeding towards me in slow motion. Every day it gets closer to me… Today is just one of those days when you just want it all to end. I can imagine laying a bathtub full of hot water and just letting the blood gush from open wounds. I can see myself falling […]