Down.. down.. down..
The hole has been dug.. and I am sitting in it..
Underneath me.. the ground continues to lower.. sending me farther.. down.. down.. down..
I sit at the bottom.. I have no will to climb.. no will to fight the downward path..
I just sit.. and watch myself go deeper.. deeper.. down.. down..
Until there is nothing I can do.. and I am stuck..
This is what depression feels like.. this is where I am right now..
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My prayers go out to you. I get all icky this time of year myself. Hang in there.
By the way I'm stopping by to say Don't forget this Wednesday November 22nd is "Roasting Dr. John night!" Simply write a blog in his honor sharing stories true and untrue and all in good humor. Have fun and hope to see you Wednesday night!
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