Depression Chestnut

Some days life feels precarious; so it’s important I keep my footing. If Black Dog sniffs me out and drags me in when I feel like this, everything goes to shit.

The ground beneath me doesn’t always feel this unsafe though, it’s easy to forget that when Black Dog’s around. So if I do get dragged under, ultimately, that’s ok. At least then I can try and swim to a bigger rock.

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