i once had a friend who would sleep all day long because he was so severely depressed. so i'd come over and just lie there with him awhile, to try to comfort him, which was weird, because he was asleep the whole time. (later he committed suicide and "won" his battle over bipolar disorder) Now i can sort of understand what he was going through. being really depressed is really exhausting. still haven't done a thing yet today, in my jammies still, and ready to go back to bed. oh don't worry, i'll be back up for the kids and for work tonight, will have my happy face back on, nobody will have a clue what i did (or didn't do) all day. just keep singin the happy song... (because i'm happy...clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth...)
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