So, once again I am alone. You know what? Life goes on. There are still guys that are attracted to me. There are still bills to pay. There is still dog food to buy. So you broke up. Life is moving on with or without you.
I’ve had breakdowns, mental breakdowns that found me hospitalized and outside those hospital walls the world continues. My sister went to work. My mom quilted. When I was released, each time with a sense of freedom only the captive know, I knew that life goes on – whether I was ready for it to or not.
If you are in the clutches of depression, you are being sucked into the abyss, try to remember that life goes on. You need to “go on.” Try to remember that there is a big ole world out there with a special spot for you in it. Maybe it isn’t where you were, maybe it is in a far away place, but you are meant to be in this world and have your own life go on.
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