Me, MIA, and a bitch called depression

[hawk_dancing]

Not a long, drawn out, whine of a bitch session.  Just me needing to get back into a life that I miss with writing and posting and becoming connected again.  I stopped posting when LJ started being a pain in the ass about posting under LJ cut and then it got to be too much of an effort to post and - well, this happened.

A dusty, unused, forgotten

Comments

[ext_248173]

*hugs* I wish i could DO something to help, rather than offer just words and a shoulder to scream on if needed.

[yanzadracan]

*sends hugs and good vibrations* Wish I could do more, but good to see you poking your head out of your den.

[ladyjouster]

I know the feeling. I'm normally pretty cheerful or at least positive thin king but I've finally hit my breaking point. Too much bad and not enough good.

I'm ready to curl up and cry or tell the world to fuck off in a rage. I've never actively wanted to hurt people until now. I'm kinda scaring myself with the amount of rage I'm carrying around.