DEPRESSED ANOTHER DAY

Up an hour and already “pacing”.  Why do the days have to be so long and the nights so short?  It’s obvious I am losing the war on depression today.  I think it started years ago, but the timing is awful right now.  I have been off-line so long I have lost touch with so many friends and feel so alone.  I need to spend time working all this out but I thought it was a done deal.  Now, as the pain increases, my will to do anything decreases.  The only paradox is my mind won’t stop wanting to function and I run out of thoughts that are anything other than harbingers of doom.  Thanks for being there anonymity.  Maybe I will meet you sometime.