Depression makes you eat-starve-sleep-lay awake-moody-sad-uncaring and more. Horrible state to be in . . .Binding, tied, bogged, under, down with no care. The only thing that has any thought to it is the fact that all care is gone. Sure there are moments when things are looked at as, [oh yeah . . .I have to be nice to the little kid]. But that is all, now please go away or go sit with your parents.
But chances are, that little child, and that moment, took you out of your gloom and gave you a little piece of mind. [Just a little]. Then you went back inside yourself, as you have problems and issues un-delt with. WHY? . . .
Why are you stuck inside yourself holding onto secrets that need to be told, in order to crack this shell and start peeling it away. Say something, to anyone, even that little child. [I'm not happy and i have no one to Love]. Thousands of people have no one to Love and they are fine. But you are not thousands of people and you are not fine. Are you sitting at home by yourself?
Are you out of drugs and it is keeping you down because you do not know where to get them or you have no cash to get them? Are you strung out. Want to get high?
- START JUMPING AND LAUGHING AT THE SAME TIME.
- Go for a walk.
- Go window shopping.
- Go visit a pet store.
I know just how hard it is when depression sets in. I am no better than anyone and no one is better than me. I get into ruts just like the next person but i fight to find ways out. WHY? . . .BECAUSE I LOVE LIFE . . .And i want to live in it happy,
like thousand of other people. But i get down and out as i tend to stay by myself and it gets lonely from time to time and we get older everyday alone.
SO BIG DEAL . . .My daughter and her husband and child live in my house with me . . .That has no meaning to me. I still am alone. I don’t have friends as i do no leave the house. But i still cry and complain and get depressed and hide with-in and all that other crap . . .I hide it well from everyone. [It is not their problem so i do not put it on them]. They think and feel i am so happy . . .somedays i am. somedays i remember what it is like to be with a mate and get happy i am alone. But not really, just a front. I eat. I am one of the eaters. I take comfort in foods that are bad for others and good for me. Like:
CHIPS CAKE BREAD CHEESE TOAST,[is bread but toast]. Lots of coffee which hurts my stomach but gives me peace. Boo-hoo is what i really think about all of this, there are much worse things in this world beside me and myself and i have compassion with too much empathy to care about me or myself. Happy is making others happy. ARE YOU HAPPY?