Depression Go Bury Yourself!
I am so over depression, I hate it. If I had a broken leg they could just fix it. This last low has really bowled me for 6. Sometimes I wish depression was something you could touch and see so I could bash the living daylights out of it for being such a sadomasochistic ****. I want to find a cure for all types of mental illness, a single pill you take (that is NOT lethal) and fixes everyone, first go. If only. I love the whole concept of having a magic wand, it's been mentioned to me heaps over the last 12 years. Bring on the magic wand. Suffice it to say I am still alive, but barely after this past week, it was a close call. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhh! I was doing so damn well, then things just had to happen and send me hurtling backwards. I hate this disease it is so cruel. Not only has it sent me flying backwards, it's also left me with no bloody energy or motivation to fix it up again. This pit just sucks, maybe if I cry enough the pit will start to fill up then I can swim out! Margaret Wherenberg, I hope your book helps because it is taking so much effort to read it and try to register the words. Blah blah blah blah! Ok, that is all.