
Considering the date that I’m publishing this, it kinda stings.
Sad music for me is a way to siphon off the little bits of excess I can’t hold on to. To release it all in small bursts of music that acknowledges that I’m not the only person who struggles with these things.
And then I make asshole jokes about it because if I can’t laugh at my darkness, it might just take me over.
And also because I’m kind of an asshole sometimes.
Not looking for a cookie because I managed to do something because far too often, I don’t.
This is about me being an asshole, not her. In case it isn’t clear.
Sometimes Depression expresses as anger. Sometimes it’s even at tiny little doomed seedlings.
The cycles never seem to stop.