For months, I thought the tension in my marriage was about unmet needs, conflict, and disconnection. Then a book on my shelf offered another possibility: maybe I was depressed. This is a reflection on covert depression, the anger that concealed it, and what changed when I finally named what I was feeling.

The other week, Jerry and I celebrated our 10-year wedding anniversary with a week-long party filled with events that culminated in a vow renewal, a salon and after party. In this voice letter, I named the importance of investing in friendships.