Each day she goes on is a day that she’s brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way
Each moment of courage, her own life she saves
When she throws the pills out, a hero is made
Heroes are made when you make a choice.
I’ve been off Cymbalta for several days now. I’m now longer suicidal, although I’m still deeply depressed. I can tell you that it sucks, it frick-fracking sucks. I hate how I feel, but being no longer suicidal is good, right?
I also have a cat! Meet Athena!
|Brushes are for playing, silly human|