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People suffering with depression know all too well what I mean when I say 'days are dark'... I find myself struggling in many ways to get up out of bed and face the day. What's the point in putting on the pretense of a "happy face" when in reality you're in complete misery? I find my solitude in a pair of earbuds usually listening to Marilyn Manson, In This Moment, September Mourning, or Demona Mortiss. Not a soul can pull me out of this space but myself. I've tried it all... talk therapy, pills, music, religion... all have their perks yet none take away the cloud that surrounds me. I merely exist and take one day at a time... I never know what I will get as I proceed throughout the day. I can go from being the happiest person alive to wanting to curl up in a ball and cry my eyes out...

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sippa
08:49 Jun 17 2016

so many memories, so little time.



i've suffered with depression for 47 years.

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There's nothing like the closing of another day to make you think about mortality. "What if I die in my sleep tonight?" or "What if today is my last day?"... we never know when our last day on earth may be. I ponder the mysteries of immortality and the secrets that life holds in her hand. My mortality is simple... I will die. No matter what, some day, some how, some where... we all do.

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sippa
08:43 Jun 17 2016

as a wise man once said, sweet ladie....

"there are only two certainties in life, death and taxes."

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