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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460245" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dark Cloud of Depression</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dark cloud.<br>It sits around your head<br>or inside it, more like.<br>Around your mind, <br>or inside it.<br>Around your heart, <br>or inside it.<br>Does it reach your knees? <br>Seems like it, some days.<br>Your toenails perhaps? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you let it, it has a voice.<br>Please don’t listen to it; <br>that’s really dangerous; <br>it makes general statements<br>as if it knows you better than you know yourself<br>like, ‘your…’ - no, it claims to BE you -<br>so, it’s ‘MY life is pointless..’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you noticed, it’s<br>never in front of you, <br>always somewhere behind you, <br>whispering over your shoulder</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so on a bad day, it’s there in the bed with you<br>the moment you awake; not of course<br>in kissing range, that might be fun – but behind you, <br>murmuring in a bedly voice<br>‘WE are really down this morning aren’t WE? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or it catches up with you in the bathroom<br>or a bit later, like when you review the day’s appointments<br>or start out for work.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The First Aid for depression is of course well known<br>(to everyone else, at some other time…) : <br>put some music on, sing in the shower, <br>sit in the brightest light, <br>toast your hidden beautiful self<br>in orange juice; take some vigorous exercise, <br>seek out good company in<br>someone or something; be<br>good company yourself, for someone else..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they all work, for a time; but don’t you wish <br>for the classic fairy tale encounter –<br>there you are walking through the dark wood<br>of the dark cloud, and suddenly<br>the monster springs out in front of you<br>in all its horror; for the first time<br>you meet it face to face; it’s<br>terrifying, but a curious relief: <br>now you know it’s not you after all, <br>but something else; you look it in the eye, <br>you don’t retreat, but march towards it, <br>say Boo (for linguistic reasons, rather abstruse) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and as you get nearer and nearer to it, the monster <br>gets smaller and smaller, until…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then, marching back<br>triumphant with a spring in your step, <br>you may feel like<br>nailing it with a poem, to say<br>wow I’ve survived; <br>have a great day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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It sits around your head
or inside it, more like.
Around your mind, 
or inside it.
Around your heart, 
or inside it.
Does it reach your knees? 
Seems like it, some days.
Your toenails perhaps? 

If you let it, it has a voice.
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