Some people call him a dog but he's not like any dog I know. He's more like a fog, coming in waves in various hues. Different shades and depths of grey. His name is Not Enough.
My head knows he's a sham but my heart, gullible to the end, says, 'Maybe he's got a point.'
And no amount of inspirational memes or godly words will convince my heart otherwise.
6 comments:
Hugs to you, Liz! May that nasty fog dissipate soon.
I hope it lifts soon for you. Take care.
Lithium pills work well against depression; talk to your GP.
I hope the cloud lifts quickly. This time of year can be very grey and gloomy.
Thanks all. x
Ahh, bollocks. I would love to write a million empty platitudes to at least make you laugh but I can't even think of any!! All the big love, sometimes there are good reasons for the descent of fog... I hope it f**cks off soon. For f**cks' sake! (Wherever one wishes to stick the apostrophe)! xxx
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