I do not know why, I always seem to fall into these deep, dark almost-bottomless places sometimes. I hate that I have to sink into (thankfully, not more than a day or two) depression. And, the worst part is that I can look back today and read it and say to myself, "My goodness, poet, you are a wus. Now, shake it off."
Both of you have helped me do this. I read these sitches and I see so many people going in to support them, and I think, "What am I? Chopped liver?" (There I go again, feeling sorry for myself). I wish I could stop feeling so lonely. I think that's all it is, is loneliness. (sp). I guess I'm not used to it. That's a feeling that is rather new to me. I don't think I've ever, ever felt it before. So strange.
Thanks again for your words of insight and helping to pull me out of that dark place.
