I am the lowest of the low by making people contemplate suicide. I carry with me the cloak of darkness = depression.
I abound with dispear. I contourt bodies and minds, I keep company with a lot of medication, including narcotics for years with no end in site. I spread feelings of worthlessness, I sprinkle short-tempered-ness liberally, I mess with people so they feel like a burden to their family, I am needy, I demand assistance to do the simplist things, I degrade people, I humiliate all. I twist peoples thoughts so they think the world would be better off without them......
I A M C H R O N I C P A I N.
When I feel like giving up..... sometimes I do. Give up. For the moment. Go easy on me. Let go of all my issues...ACCEPT
When I am in the pit of despair...something tells me to hold on, so I ride out the moment like a wave.
When I am in the black hole of depression.....medication is needed and then I start to feel better, little by little sunshine
When I have felt worthless.....children remind me of my worth. It's not what I do that matters, it matters who I am.
When i feel like a burden.....I talk to my family, friends, counselor and they lighten the load and it feels a little better.
When I am short-tempered...I try to catch myself & say, it is the pain making me crabby, it isn't me. and it feels a little better.
I A M H O P E............
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