Tag Archives: dealing with depression

Why Do I Wake Up Like This?

Posted on October 21, 2014 by

I know the depression has been bad lately but… I am currently in one of the most beautiful places on the earth (or at least I think so) and I wake up sad. I wake up wanting to die or … Continue reading →

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A very long story made very short…

Posted on October 20, 2014 by

Okay, I have to do this simply because I am extremely depressed, have no internet access here, and needed a happy goat. Mostly because happy goats make everyone feel better. So I went in search of one and this is … Continue reading →

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Some of My Favorite Sayings and Quotes

Posted on May 24, 2014 by

Some of these are things I’ve said and others come from other people but they all basically fit me. “I am a relatively simple person in a complex set of circumstances.” “You are so pretty when you are broken” “I was once … Continue reading →

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The Reality of Life, Suicide, and Death

Posted on May 21, 2014 by

So I am single, older, and not rich. I have no children. People wonder why I am two steps from suicide on any given day. Well here it is, I took care of my father as he got old and eventually … Continue reading →

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Why You Shouldn’t Attempt Suicide.

Posted on May 14, 2014 by

This is not your ordinary anti-suicide message. It will not contain things like you shouldn’t do it because your family will miss you or it’s not the answer because in fact suicide sometimes is the only answer. It is the … Continue reading →

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Time to Engage in Dangerous Behaviors

Posted on May 12, 2014 by

This is one of those nights where every fiber in my body is vibrating and I can think of nothing more fun than sinking to my knees in front of the nearest stranger. Filthy bathrooms in worn out clubs that … Continue reading →

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How to Die?

Posted on May 8, 2014 by

There is a point when you realize you are going to die. Not from any disease or from an accident but by your own hand. That point in my life came a long time ago and that is not a … Continue reading →

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Apologies and obscenely happy goats

Posted on April 4, 2014 by

I am sorry to everyone who follows this blog. I have not posted in a while mostly because I haven’t written anything in a while. It’s funny when life gets in the way of well… life. It is not always … Continue reading →

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Sometimes at Night

Posted on January 5, 2014 by

It sounds strange but the Russian roulette of  my emotions for you get the better of me. It’s funny that I need physical sensation to remember the act of dying. I sit trying to put it into words but there … Continue reading →

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