Depression.

[bluebellrock]

Depression hit last night, the first I've had since hospital (February), and I hardly slept a wink. When I did, I dreamt stupid stuff about John F. Kennedy and cutting triangular swatches of fabric off all his boxer shorts. I must've woken every half hour. I couldn't read to distract myself as one book is about the mechanics of the human brain (too

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[quuf]

Thinking of you over here in California.

[bluebellrock]

Your speedy response meant a lot to me.

[life_and_times]

Pippa, I was with you every step through your post.

I'm so glad for you that Todd is home.

Here are some distractions you don't have to think about:

Defamer

Singing Horses! Not to be missed.

Blythe. They're good to look at.

Pleasing images.

Perez.

[bluebellrock]

Sorry you stepped through every moment. I shouldn't have put you through that but thanks for saying. And I liked the singing horses.

[prismarat]

For whatever it's worth, I hope you pull through this! I've had some pretty bad episodes..I can't help sympathizing, even if I may not know exactly what you're going through.

[bluebellrock]

It's hell, isn't it? Thanks for your thoughts.

[prismarat]

It's no picnic. :p

[tree]

(hug)

[bluebellrock]

(hug) I'd cry if only I could.

[skanky_smurf]

God, how awful. I hope you're doing OK and glad you've got company.

As for that hospital, "bleak"'s the right word. If you ever go back (and let's hope you don't!), I'm sending you something colourful to throw around in there. That place looked depressing.

[bluebellrock]

It was depressing and if I'd ever drawn the comic I half-planned to, you'd see it was every bit as much the patients as the rooms. They made for bleak scenery too. :/