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depression, suicide and other fun stuff!

A year ago, I wanted to die.

I had a book coming out, a 21-city tour planned and booked, four healthy kids, and a husband who makes me coffee every morning and these were the notes I found on my desk, apparently written while I was supposed to be working.

When I shared this on Instagram, I got a stern email from someone who told me that I shouldn’t joke …