Return of the Black Dog.

This is the visitor that comes around far too often and stays far too long.

My black dog closes the curtains, locks the doors and makes damn sure it is my only company.

There is no way I would want anyone to put up with this tag a long. Not even Pepe, as he she can get away though.

Some days my unwelcome shadow drifts away, but it always returns. Tonight, it settled in for the long haul.

I feel awful. Physically sick, emotionally drained. I dont think Ill be leaving the couch unless I have to. Someone this morose should not bring others down, hopefully it will pass and life can go on in a positive direction.

Im definately going to be staying on seroquel, stopping drinking and laying low.

I hope I dont do anything stupid. I resisted my vice for so long. It just makes shit worse anyway. If I stay asleep for a few days, Ill be ok.

 

Fuck that sucks. Ive had the black dog visit me way too often and stay for weeks or months even. Sometimes he just won't go away.

I hope you feel better soon and ya alcohol is really fucking bad for depression as ive found out. The seroquel should help it a good bit.

 

When I stopped doing coke on a regular I still had an incredible appetite and tolerance for drink.

Even now if I have a big night in the wrong company I feel drained emotionally. My inner sun is set and I must sleep a good sleep before it returns.