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Godammit.
The Yule ritual rehearsal was almost over yesterday (having gone very well) when I suddenly felt a tidal-surge of depression that overwhelmed me and dragged me under. Thoughts of suicide, physical numbness, the whole nine yards. I got home, muttered a couple of words to George, and dragged myself into bed, which I just got out of a few minutes ago.
It's times like this I wonder why I keep fighting this urge to die. Second verse, same as the first... no, make that the millionth verse, same as the first. I'm forty years old, and I still don't have this thing licked.
The Yule ritual rehearsal was almost over yesterday (having gone very well) when I suddenly felt a tidal-surge of depression that overwhelmed me and dragged me under. Thoughts of suicide, physical numbness, the whole nine yards. I got home, muttered a couple of words to George, and dragged myself into bed, which I just got out of a few minutes ago.
It's times like this I wonder why I keep fighting this urge to die. Second verse, same as the first... no, make that the millionth verse, same as the first. I'm forty years old, and I still don't have this thing licked.
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Re: Tea? Coffee? Chokkie? HUGS!
Thank you kindly. And what's this about cats? :-D