Depression - It lies

I've come to a crossroad and the demon there has hitched a ride in my head telling dark stories full of lies. I've learned that every 5 to 6 month I hit a dark wall of depression and after trying to rope it from a thyroid perspective it is time to admit I've drawn the short genetic straw again and have some depressive issues that need addressing. I'm seeking help for this before the demon wears me down and tries to tell me that there is only one short road to fallow. There isn't but that is the yarn he keeps trying to spin. Its a old tale that is boring and with little imaginative flare. He needs some new tricks.

I have a appointment this next month with the my headshrinker that has been working with me on my anxiety and thyroid related emotional crap. Time to sit down and say its time we work on this demon as well. If it gets worse I'll talk about having it moved up. I'm in this for the win not to let some lying shit bag lay me low.


All my cards are out on the table and now it is people's turn to either stay at the table and continue playing this hand with me or pick up and walk out into the dark. I've really rather have you stay and sit a spell talking and laughing and sharing the good times with me on this road of life but I've had several fold, pull back their chairs and walk on. I can't and won't stop them but those that stay make me forever in their debt. We all need friends when the roads get long and the weather bad. This time I ask that you walk a while with me.

Some things that I have been listening to and watching.

Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men

Hey! Hey! Hey!

I don't like walking around this old and empty house.
So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear

The stairs creak as I sleep,
it's keeping me awake
It's the house telling you to close your eyes

Some days I can't even dress myself.
It's killing me to see you this way.

'Cause though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

There's an old voice in my head
that's holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks.

Soon it will all be over, buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
and full of life and full of love.

Some days I feel like I'm wrong when I am right.
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear.

'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same.
Hey!

Though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You're gone, gone, gone away,
I watched you disappear.
All that's left is a ghost of you.
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
there's nothing we can do,
Just let me go, we'll meet again soon.

Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around
I'll see you when I fall asleep.

Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same.
Hey!

Though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same.
Hey!

Though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore (x3)





And my real life hero The Bloggess talking about depression. God I love this lady!