Some people have said (about serious psychotherapy) that it will get worse
before it gets better. I'm not sure how to quantify what is going on with me right now,
except to say it's confusing. I think my brain is rebooting. Complicated thought processes
are impossible at the moment. The good thing about it is that some of the negative voices
also seem to be taking a break. But who knows how I will come out on the other side.
Because of this krebabbling of the mind I didn't sign up for dear Magaly's
April Poetry blog party, though she always posts the yummiest words.
However, tomorrow is her birthday and I couldn't let her request for a dirge
go unanswered. So here goes, dear Magaly; A morbid song just for you!
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