People who want to end it all have lost the necessary illusions that make life bearable; the sources of their pain are impossible to pinpoint but all the same infect the air they breathe.
Read this article about depression (sort of focusing on Owen Wilson, but not really).
Just go, then come back here and we can talk.
It's a great piece because it points out some little things I want to say but find difficult to articulate.
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Something about this entry reminded me of Carole King's "It's Too Late":
Stayed in bed all mornin' just to pass the time
There's somethin' wrong here, there can by no denyin'
One of us is changin', or maybe we just stopped tryin'. . .
Can we have a falling out with Life?
If so, how do we make up?
Bah. That sounded better in my head.
*hug*
That's a wonderful question! Two, really. And now I need to go dig up my Tapestry cd.
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