Depression
 

Supposedly this hangs in a shrink's waiting room.

I like

well I had been doing better in my coping, that is until you brought up the giant spiders......

Owls???

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Owls are considered wise and associated with sagacious advice.

I like that a lot.

apologies to the king
 

"Depression"

Ev'rytime you kiss me
I'm certain you don’t love me
Ev'ry time you hold me
I'm certain you don’t you care
Though you keep on saying
you really, really, really love me
do you laugh behind my back when I'm not there

Depression torments my heart
Depression keeps us apart
Depression why torture me

Ev'rytime you call me
and tell me we should meet tomorrow
I can't help but think that
you're just being polite tonight
Why should our romance just
keep on causing me such sorrow?
Why am I so doubtful
whenever you're in or out of sight?

Darling, you can’t love me,
even if you wait a little longer
I can’t drive all
these fears out of my mind
because life sucks
Maybe I'm Depressed
'cause happiness is so hard to find

I don't need a stick. I don't want a stick. I have a stick. Sticks are everywhere. Some are made of wood. Some are made of alcohol. Some are made of weed, or cocaine, or pills.

What I need, is to get to a place where sticks aren't needed.

Right. I hate sticks.

I am going to go to the doctor tomorrow. I think I need to get back on medication. I think I will line up for some counselling too. I also need a full physical check up. There are some odd things happening to my body lately that are slightly worrying. So anyway, now that things are sort of under control in my immediate environment it's time to look after myself. I thought once i got to this stage I would feel a bit better, but I don't.

It's not really about sticks imo. It's about telling someone you feel like crap is not a wussy thing to do but a huge leap towards sorting it out. How those people are stronger than they think and are already on their way. Sticks may be all around, but if your arms are weary, sometimes you just need someone to pass you one.

and to remind you that if you've a handful of brown and sticky, it might not be what you first imagined...

Yeah, throw those sticks and let others go fetch, fiddlesticks!