Quiet mundane observations during a trip into depression

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It's a whole new world, not where I wanted to be, but y'know, still new territory, and that's kinda what travel is supposed to be about, no?

So...
- if you don't comb your hair for a few days, and finally rouse yourself to deal with it, the tangled stuff actually starts fighting back!
- lots of time spent lateral, viewing the world from pillow level, or floor level. Most cats are taller than you then. And sometimes, they walk over your face, so you get an unexpected view of furry undercarriages.

yeah. I tend to think alot too, contemplate EVERYTHING. I think I might be the real life version of treebeard at times.

I will warn ya though, and this comes from experience. Thinking too damn much, especially how I think you are doing it, is like slowly digging a ditch. If you go too far, you either not gonna be able to climb out, or you will end up burying yourself. Sorry for the blunt metaphors trauma, but its really the only way I can explain it, other than saying it can worsen the depression.

Welcome to Hell! Please enjoy the mini-bar and feel free to take advantage of the online gift shops.

There's daily commiseration with the other guests around the pool area - discussion group topics include loneliness, abuse, frustration, heartbreak, personal fears, hopelessness, malaise, anger and of course, suicide.

Pets are welcome, but be advised that should you expire through accident or design, the management will not take action to prevent your cats from eating you...







Just in case there's any confusion, I am not making light of your unhappiness, just sharing a bit of wry humor with a fellow sufferer...

Willard, much appreciated.