Happy

Depression sucks, but it does make for better writing……but I’m ok not to write right now.  I am enjoying happy.  I am enjoying not feeling like I’m tripping on acid, because that’s how I feel when I am severely depressed.  I’m sure sleep deprivation because of ridiculous insomnia and over-consumption of alcohol causes the “trippin” feeling, but that feeling is scary as hell when I know I haven’t taken any acid or other hallucinogenics.

Happy.

That’s all I am.

Happy.

I don’t who to thank for it….the light or the dark….lol…that’s part of the borderline thing, I suppose.

It’s always one or the other…good or evil….hard to see grays for people like me…even my pets are color coordinated to my illness.

I love you all!

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