Dear depression,
You may have won the battle but you have not won the war. I forget what a sneaky A-hole you can be!!!I know you are stalking me and I take delight in knowing your confusion today when trying to find me. I am not where you presumed me to be. Were you surprised when you checked the bedroom? Expecting to find me curled up crying with the curtains drawn so you could climb in beside me and whisper you evil sweet nothings in my ear. No dear constant companion, I refuse to do that today. It may surprise you to learn that whilst you skulk around the corner I have been out walking with the dog (oh I sense how you loathe that puppy that chases you away). My garden is watered, the courtyard swept, the poop patrol done all without your constant dark neediness. I have taken and posted my photo for today, yes yes you abhor the pleasure I get from being creative.I can hear you, I can almost smell you, I feel you whining and grasping but I won't be playing with you today.Today you will lurk and I will give you no power.Until we play again, yours truly, Me
