cymbidia
unrepentant pervert
- Joined
- Mar 8, 2001
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It's the worst day i've had in a very long time from an emotional standpoint.
Bad days really suck. They drain you dry and leave you feeling too wrung out to care about much of anything. Too empty to do much beyond the very basic necessities of bodily care.
What do you do to pull yourself out of a depression? Maybe you simply revel in it, sinking into the muck of the blackness, uncaring as it closes over your head. Maybe you're like Pollyanna and always find a silver lining to your black cloud.
Tell me, what do you do when the black beast of Depresion grasps you with his steely claws: fight or surrender?
Bad days really suck. They drain you dry and leave you feeling too wrung out to care about much of anything. Too empty to do much beyond the very basic necessities of bodily care.
What do you do to pull yourself out of a depression? Maybe you simply revel in it, sinking into the muck of the blackness, uncaring as it closes over your head. Maybe you're like Pollyanna and always find a silver lining to your black cloud.
Tell me, what do you do when the black beast of Depresion grasps you with his steely claws: fight or surrender?