I was setting up the projector to play a movie. Tomorrow is my daughter's birthday. As I was tinkering with the sound system, I was overwhelmed with a sensation of uselessness, like if I am a defective part that has to be discarded and all of a sudden there I was again. There.
I hate myself sometimes. Mostly always, anyway.
Take notice. Depression never goes away. Either if you take medication or not, it is a life long battle. Who wins is anyone's guess.
Stay healthy, guys.
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