About three weeks ago, I started an introductory course in psychology. I felt the need to dive a little deeper into what I myself was going through in order to grow. From the beginning, my writing had been informed by my experience with depression and PTSD. My PhD thesis on the post-traumatic cinema of Lav Diaz is a good example, albeit my underlying personal experience is perhaps less evident in that piece as academia doesn’t like it if writing becomes too . . .