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Originally Posted by Misterpain
We just talked about this last night ,today's Medscape bulletin had an article on physician assisted suicide and the need for it in America.
You are letting that "stinking thinking" win deppression will make you "believe" you are something wrong , or that your life is worthless, it is lying to you .
If you yourself falls for this, why do you think anyone could love you, easy it's not true
I am not going religious on anybody , I love music and a great song if you listen to the lyrics is Creeds " my own prison " the highest walls, the worst conditions ,the harshest treatment and judgement you will ever face is the one in your head , I don't see them as Christian metal , I see them as artists with a point of view, listen to it until it sinks in and resonates within you , and to show you I was raised Catholic, my late wife was a Jew, my best friend is a Wiccan high priestess , the belt sermon I ever heard was in a Temple in Philadelphia, alot of my beliefs are Native American in origin and when I do worship it is at a Benedictine Monastrry get the song and please listen , it I'd worth it.
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Would it surprise you that that's my favorite song by Creed? I used to listen to them constantly. That song has resonated with me for a long time, way before bipolar was a thing in my life. I've always dealt with depression and that song seemed to mirror how I felt. I don't know, when you put a gold fish in a bowl, all it knows and remembers is inside the bowl. Where they came from, whatever free open space they had in the tank before, they don't recall it. I know this is what depression does and I know this could be my depression talking, but I've truly always felt this way. How can it be entirely a lie created by my mind if I felt like this before I was even double digits?