For about a week I have been fighting with demons in my head. I woke up one day last week to discover that I could only think awful thoughts and that my ability to look at the bright side of anything was gone. Any attempts at looking at the bright side of the day would lead to a flurry of negative images and thoughts being hurled at me.
So I did what I could to escape; I slept, read comics, watched criminal minds and ate junk food. Slept through days, and nights, missed work, ignored sis though she too is going through bad times, neglected my writing, and basically did nothing.
Fortunately towards Saturday afternoon the voices seemed to have settled and so I took a chocolate-therapy trip, felt much better. Today a close friend called and we both cleared up some bad air, which further enhanced my mood. Worked through the evening, finished the first in my promised series on homosexuality, updated my site, and cleared my Google reader. Later in the night had a much needed heart-to-heart with sis and now as I hit the bed, I feel quiet close to normal. There is something deeply medicinal in hugs.
The demons arent gone, and I know someday they will be back, but I will fight as always, and win.
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