It's been a while since I've said anything. Loads has happened. I don't know really.
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Depression has no bounds. Once it's gotten rid of all the emotion in your life the horrid feeling is always there, lying in wait until you're in a vulnerable situation when you're alone. Then the wave hits, pushing you under the water and making it hard to breathe. You stare off into space, desperately trying to grab some thing ....any thing, any reason that you shouldn't end it... It usually doesn't come but you keep pushing on because of your irrational fear of dying. That fear will fade one day, I anticipate, that'll be the day I do it.
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Rant diary
Non-FictionNo one but close friends ever care to look at my stories and that's okay. If you fall upon this and choose to read it, by all means, go ahead. It may be a mess at times. I'll fall apart. I may make no sense. That's okay. This isn't for you. This isn...
