Screw you, depression! Seriously and for real. I give you The Finger, and now you may leave.
You think I don't see you skulking around the corners of my mind? Nice try. I'm smarter and stronger than you, and you can't sneak up on me that easily.
You're boldest in the wintertime, when the days are short. As soon as the sun sets you creep closer and closer, trying to weasel your way in. I stamp and curse and kick you out every time. The solstice is already past, you know. You're already weakening.
If you have an ounce of decency, you won't take advantage of the fact that I'm going to a funeral on Sunday. A friend's mother died a horrifying, slow, gruesome death. It's not going to be a cakewalk. If you have no decency, I'll trust that my faith will keep you at bay. So don't bother trying. And again, screw you, times a hundred.
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I saw a V of Canada geese flying southbound over Toronto this morning. Um, guys? Isn't it a little late to be starting your migration? I hope they make it. If they do, by the time they land in Florida (or wherever their 5-star goose resorts are) it'll be time to turn around and fly back again.
9 comments:
Fight them..... it's to late for me... just save yourself!!!!
My mom always had SAD, although they didn't know what to call it back then. She hated the dark days of winter. Fighting it is best.
ADIOS DEPRESSION!!!!
You GO girl! You kick that depressions's A$$! You put on those new jeans you got, and ... didn't you get some new boots last year too? And you kick depression to Timbuktu.
And if you need a little help, just let us know and we'll gang up on it, let it know not to mess with you. Sort of like "My Bodyguard." ;)
And saying prayers for you too. *hugs* it
BOO!
Just try to scare it away.
We have a huge flock of crows over campus in this cold snowy area. They make a mess of my car nearly every day. I wish they'd gone south.
This time of year is tough. Once the holidays are over it's a wait for spring to hit.
I'm already dreaming about my garden. It makes the depression lift just a tiny bit in the evenings.
Yeah this is a tough time of the year. Dark short days. Christmas celebrations are over and now the boring months to get through before Spring.
Ok I've now depressed myself....
Hey! That sucks and I'm sorry to hear about the funeral. If you are down, call me and we can make some fun plans..
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