I can sing. I can dance. I'm not afraid to laugh out loud. Loudly. :-)
Caly, it's easy to forget all the lovable things about yourself when you feel about knee-high to a pissant. Been there, done that, way more than once, still get stuck there once in awhile. I have to remind myself, it's only depression talking. Depression has a way of convincing us that those illusions are real. But they aren't.
I haven't been around long enough to know you very well, but I do see that you're a really caring person. That's certainly something to love.
how ironic a thread
Nothing to love about me...
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(((((Caly))))), that is absolutely not true!
(((((Trac))))), I think we all need to remind ourselves of the good we all have.
I can sing. I can dance. I'm not afraid to laugh out loud. Loudly. :-)
Caly, it's easy to forget all the lovable things about yourself when you feel about knee-high to a pissant. Been there, done that, way more than once, still get stuck there once in awhile. I have to remind myself, it's only depression talking. Depression has a way of convincing us that those illusions are real. But they aren't.
I haven't been around long enough to know you very well, but I do see that you're a really caring person. That's certainly something to love.
Caly,
Gees what your mother said to you.
Thank you Mary, Jessica and Svetlana!
Your words touched my heart and have helped me heal
((((((((((((ALL)))))))))))))
*hugs
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