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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449301" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Depression</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">sitting at home in deep thought<br>medical help i had sought.<br>a case of depression is what they said<br>so i went home and went to bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i refused to believe that's what it could be<br>but denial is always first, as was told to me.<br> how is that possible? how can it be? <br>i've always been happy and carefree.<br> he had said: <br>i keep my anger bottled up inside<br>it is something which i learned to hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">no two cases are ever the same<br>and there's no reason to feel ashamed.<br>depression is a state of mind<br>which affects your body all the time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it will make me sluggish and tired<br>and wanting to hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> i won't want to talk to anyone.<br>that is when depression has begun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i may sit in a corner all by myself<br>wondering if i'm living in hell.<br>i feel as if life has turned its back on me.<br>but in my heart thats not what i see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i start to ignore the way i look<br>and the toll that its took.<br>then i take a good look in the mirror<br> 'and what do i see'<br>everything that was told to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i see my face completly withdrawn<br>and the appearance that i formed.<br>i see all my loved ones that i've hurt<br>including the wife that's giving birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i realize then that i can not do it alone.<br>that i must seek the help that i need<br>to stop this inner bleed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i fell down to my knees<br>and asked the LORD to hear my pleas<br>to give me the strength to do my best<br>and for him to do the rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i got up from my short prayer<br>i heard a voice say in my ear.<br> 'help yourself and i will help you'<br>thats all you have to do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Rams">Louis Rams</a><div class=q>
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medical help i had sought.
a case of depression is what they said
so i went home and went to bed.

i refused to believe that's what it could be
but denial is always first, as was told to me.
 how is that possible? h..."></div>
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