shit.
i'm really sorry...![]()
shit.
i'm really sorry...![]()
I liked that song he did when he ripped all his skin off.
Seems you're not the only one. ..
http://www.express.co.uk/news/showbi...-Williams-Dead
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No body move... I dropped my brain
You realise it was her father that committed suicide?
I watched my father fight for his life. .. a 4 year battle but the cancer won. He was 51.
Depression is an illness, that eats away at you. Much like cancer I suppose.
No body move... I dropped my brain
Which in turn has fucked her up for life. What pisses me off is Robin Williams (unlike the rest of the population) had the money and influence to do some real good in the world. Maybe people who suffer with depression can answer this - if you help someone else does it make you feel good about yourself? If you know someone needs you doesn't that give you a reason or more reason to live?
I love the smell of twin V16's in the morning..
Sometimes. Sometimes it is the only reason there are less dead people tonight than there could have been.
Sometimes it feels like you have been knocked down, a lot and now some cock has their boot over your neck so you can't lift up out of the mud. The boot is the person who needs you.
Sometimes you feel so overwhelmed that someone you love very much asking for a hug feels like one thing to many. Like that hug is too much to ask.
Yesterday as I was getting ready for work, going through the motions. Knowing if I just keep moving forwards sooner or later the big black dog will go and play by himself. Leave me alone. The neighbours car would not start. Being in a position to identify the problem ( flat battery ) and the cause ( blocked air filter ) an having the skills everything I need to clean her filter and start her car left me feeling like I was walking on air. At least until I heard about Robin.
On other occasions I have gone from feeling like a million bucks to feeling like there is no end to the foolishness of man, no end to what is expected of me just because someone needed me to pick up some milk.
There is a lot of talking about me. A lot of I, i, I in that but there is no other way to share your story.
I don't share this for me. I share this in the hopes someone will read this and say I am not alone or someone will come away with a better understanding of what their loved one is going through.
Perhaps a little different for everyone. In my case I had a brain injury 24.5 years ago. My brain has trouble regulating my hormones. I have effectively been in puberty for 30 years and will be for the rest I my life. Because it is inconsistent there is no medicating. Kind of like bi polar but with longer peaks and troughs but some respite in the middle.
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