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I keep thinking I get it..the whole big picture thing, and I am moving along through life, trying very hard to forgive the bullshit and doing my part to smile and recycle when out of nowhere my depression shatters me into a million pieces and I realize I know nothing, I am nothing, nothing I do makes a damn bit of difference and I wish I could just lay down on something soft and fade away.
Not even looking at my beautiful children sleeping can take it away tonight.
Not even the best fucking anti-depressant can save me from this suffering that I'd rip off an arm to escape from.
So, I don't know...if there's nothing after life? I don't think at this point it sounds so bad.
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