a celebration of the "haven't i been here before" nature of depression
a mourning of darkness, a longing for light, but hopefully, in the end, a tale of survival.
Sunday, August 12
my therapist is going on vacation and i am going to celebrate by pretending that i am normal.
maybe when he gets back i'll just keep pretending.
i think i'm sane, i tihnk i'm sane, i think i'm sane.
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(((((((sansanity))))))
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