If only our eyes saw souls instead of bodies, how very different our ideals of beauty would be.
Isn’t this a beautiful image? It’s about 3AM, nothing new for this night owl. I’m thinking about root beer floats, holidays and small children with tears in their eyes. Yes, I tend toward melancholy.
I am quite happy that, after almost a year without anything to help, I finally found an antidepressant that could replace the one that is now gone from the market. It only costs me a whopping
$478 A MONTH!!!
Yet, if you’ve ever had major depression, you would understand why I am also singing~
Please enjoy an artist who recently passed away, a man who suffered from severe unrelenting depression. Yet gave so much to anyone hearing his lyrics in that very special voice… Please do Enjoy.
I don’t consider myself a pessimist.
I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain.
And I feel soaked to the skin.