Uh, imagine a record player. You know, those things with the needles on the arm that you put the black discs on? Those things?
Well, imagine running a record designed for the "45" speed on "33". That's how a depressed person's body reacts, only instead of a motor, there's a chemical called serotonin.
(That's how it is with me - depression doesn't cause emotional problems as much as physical ones, like not being able to or want to do *anything*.)
The magic about a good bout of depression is that even a boquet of flowers can make you burst into tears. BEACAUSE THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL AND NOW THEY'RE GOING TO DIE!!! Waaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!! I killed them! They are dying because of me!!! I'm such an asshole for making someone kill these nice flowers for no reason!
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Well, imagine running a record designed for the "45" speed on "33". That's how a depressed person's body reacts, only instead of a motor, there's a chemical called serotonin.
(That's how it is with me - depression doesn't cause emotional problems as much as physical ones, like not being able to or want to do *anything*.)
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Oh yeah. It's been such a long fucking week here.
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