Depression’s back.
Damn.
I mean I guess I can’t complain too much. I’ve been some sort of happy for about three weeks. For me, that’s monumental, and I have had such great times and I could laugh and be a bit free but I knew that well, really it can’t last. It never lasts. When it came back last night I wasn’t surprised that it came back, hell I was wondering where the hell it went. It was just the way it came-it didn’t come at all! It was just there, as if it never left, and it fitted like a glove, and I got all my tools of deception back and I could lie effectively, I got my cloak to cover my eyes…I did try to cut last night but I left it too long and I choked, which felt a bit embarrassing. Recoveryourlife.com has gone down for some reason so the only thing I can do right now is hope I cut and get it over and done with. I really don’t want to wrestle with my salesmen. I just want to give up. I can’t do it. Not today.
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Don't give up. Please.
I'm not going to tell you it's going to get better.
I'm not going to say everything will be okay.
I know it's not.
I know that it hurts.
I know that sometimes I want to stay in bed forever.
But I am going to say that I care.
People care.
That's what we do.
I'll be thinking of you. Good luck.
Thank you for your concern...I'm not going to give uo completely-don't get a hernia worrying about me, its not worth it, but at least I'm not feeling as shitty as I was before...
Kid, you give up, your ass gets kicked. Don't be daft, you're too smart for that. You think maybe the salesmen are telling you to change strategies?
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