Depression

I have been thinking...what the hell is it about depression? Why is it whenever I am depressed, i let it get to me and I don't do a damn thing about it, and let it eat me? Really sounds ridiculous, doens't it? It's more annoying than anything, and then I'll have enough, and suck it up! Depression is nothing big. It's just an emotion that sticks to you like a thorn on your side. It's not like pain you feel when an anvil hits your head or a train runs you over. It is not pain at all...it's more like that swarming fly that annoys the hell out of you. The thing that I take into consideration is with a chip on my shoulder, and my head held up, I swat that motherfucking fly, and tell it's buddies (the causes of depression) to fuck off, I will not be defeated! I know I have a place in this world. I contribute to society. I work my ass off and pay taxes (regardless if I disagree where my money is going to or not). I am genourous to everyone I meet unless they do me wrong, and that is when they see the bad side of me. Trust me, I got kicked out of the U bar this weekend cuz people were pissing me off. Those people ain't worth a pot to piss in anyway!! You think I am going to let them bring me down? Hell no. No way I will be brought down lower than their status. Fucking welfare mom's who spend OUR money at the bars on weekends is the lowest anyone can go. Don't know anything about responsibility. Fuck them!

Anywho, about that 'D' word, I can enjoy my time with people,a nd they enjoy my time with me. I have been thru some hard times throughout this year (heartbroken, very much insecure with myself, distant from family) and if I can put up with all that bullshit, I can put up with anything!

I know I can squash that fly at anytime it appears. Shoo fly, don't bother me cuz you ain't worth it!