Tag Archives: depression

The Beauty in the Unaccustomed Voice

I generally think I have become a rather depressed and broken shadow since the woman I love decided she no longer wanted me. My esteem for myself is mostly on the floor with the chewing gum, cigarette butts and dust. … Continue reading

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Here-ing and Now-ing

It has been a couple of months since I put anything on here. I had been having a pretty rough time, not from anything objectively external, though it was all subjectively external. I lost my Self. If you have read … Continue reading

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Deactivated Again, Darkness and Silence

I lack enthusiasm. I feel like I’m shutting down… again. The TV is switched off, the light is off, I listen to no music, no podcasts. I’ve deactivated my social medias. No texting, no phoning. No reading. No guitar playing. … Continue reading

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Doin’ A Runner!?

So a few days ago I reached an all time low, as far as my subjective and updated memory can recollect. I was on the brink of ending it all when I was scraping frantically for other alternatives. I typed … Continue reading

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Flick The Off Switch

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Why’s Stopping Me…

I want to care again. I want to feel the fire in my belly again. I want my passion back. What’s Stopping Me? I feel like I’m on a downward spiral. I feel┬álike I’m going down. I feel like I’m … Continue reading

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*Trigger Warning… Maybe*

Despite my continuing attempts to clue myself up regarding the Universe and everything in it, I still manage to astound myself at my naivety. I suppose this sounds rather farcical. Why should this surprise me? Am I that conceited that … Continue reading

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