I cannot stop crying. have you ever felt like that? I hate it. Can't breathe, can't think. Depression bites ass.
It never really matters where it came from or why you're dealing with it. The end result is the same. Nothing is real, or as bad as it seems. But for the depressed, or the just plain sick of dealing with it, it is a horribly rough road.
This is my first blog, I hope that any readers that may find me will be gentle, or at least civil. I'm making this pot o'soup to share. There's no recipe, no standard, no special sauce. Just real stuff, happening to a real person.
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