what a day... (depression down)
shot to hell from morning till night... and I *thought* things were picking
up and I was coming out of this state
little sleep then sleeping pills hangover
some idiot at work telling me that I was being negative, "but that's ok, pat
pat pat, you've been down that's understandable" *bang* I wish i shot the
moron, the little thing I said was said in a style called "s-a-r-c-a-s-m",
get a book on what to never ever ever say to some who has depression 5
minutes after she trusted you enough to share that knowledge with you
(insert downwards spiral here)
crashed *badly* at lunchtime, gods know how I made it to 5pm
tired
down
heavy arms, heavy legs, heavy head, desperately need a hug
and now news of Chloe
I am on the brink of tears
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Velvet
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