DEPRESSION...THERE ARE MANY SUBJECTS SURROUNDING THIS MONSTER AND IT IS HARD TO BEAT. BUT YOU CAN BEAT IT, I DID, SO CAN YOU. HANG ON AND I PROMISE, WITH THE RIGHT HELP, YOU WILL RESIST THAT BANQUET EVENTUALLY.
VICKIE
There are days when it feels like, I have survived on a banquet of madness. I paid for the pain that feeds me, with a pound of stubborn persistence. Depression entices my hunger, with a feast of perpetual sadness. I wait for my dessert, called happiness, That is met with much resistance.
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