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overcome with thankfulness and gratitude sitting in my regular life with my common car enjoying brain chemistry free from lapsing synapsis and misfiring nodes I live mentally healthy it is my joy – of course I get down the weight of the world attempting to rest on my shoulders I shrug pull the rug and unplug… do mounting bills cause pressure? could a opinionated youth be reason for irritation? are stinky dogs enough to make one curl into a ball and cry or stare trapped in despair hair all messed acting contrarily to your ideal of self… the point is the world is not all roses and ice cream – we all face adversity we all experience anger when we allow that feeling to rule our lives we are slaves to chemistry – I know, I know Where is my compassion? Where is my empathy? I just don’t know what depression really is I just can’t relate to a lack of attention I just don’t understand the pain…… Yes, I do……. I just get over myself wash my **** face and step out into the day try it –
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May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
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overcome with thankfulness and gratitude sitting in my regular life with my common car enjoying brain chemistry free from lapsing synapsis and misfiring nodes I live mentally healthy it is my joy – of course I get down the weight of the world attempting to rest on my shoulders I shrug pull the rug and unplug… do mounting bills cause pressure? could a opinionated youth be reason for irritation? are stinky dogs enough to make one curl into a ball and cry or stare trapped in despair hair all messed acting contrarily to your ideal of self… the point is the world is not all roses and ice cream – we all face adversity we all experience anger when we allow that feeling to rule our lives we are slaves to chemistry – I know, I know Where is my compassion? Where is my empathy? I just don’t know what depression really is I just can’t relate to a lack of attention I just don’t understand the pain…… Yes, I do……. I just get over myself wash my **** face and step out into the day try it –
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May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
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