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		<title>It&#8217;s time for some whine!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let&#8217;s start with some lyrics: &#8220;Disciplined Breakdown&#8221; Collective Soul I never ever can remember All the things that go bump in the night Quietness uncovers Betrayal now hovers And my comfort levels not quite right I&#8217;d love to stay and &#8230; <a href="http://fallen1.com/2006/08/03/its-time-for-some-whine">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>Let&#8217;s start with some lyrics:</p>
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&#8220;Disciplined Breakdown&#8221;<br />
Collective Soul<br />
<br />
I never ever can remember<br />
All the things that go bump in the night<br />
Quietness uncovers<br />
Betrayal now hovers<br />
And my comfort levels not quite right<br />
I&#8217;d love to stay and evaluate<br />
But my torture can&#8217;t wait<br />
It seems I&#8217;m losing ground<br />
Welcome all to my disciplined breakdown<br />
<br />
I never ever can decipher<br />
Who listens to the words I say<br />
While I sense I&#8217;m searching<br />
I never know who&#8217;s lurking<br />
To scare my sacred thoughts away<br />
I&#8217;d love     to hang and chat a while<br />
But my mind&#8217;s become vile<br />
It seems I&#8217;m losing ground<br />
Welcome all to my disciplined breakdown<br />
<br />
I never ever can contribute<br />
To finding all the faults that sustain<br />
Never mind the answers<br />
To who spreads the cancer<br />
When the questioning of why remains<br />
I&#8217;d love to sit and rationalize<br />
But my tongue&#8217;s become dry<br />
It seems I&#8217;m losing ground<br />
Welcome all to my disciplined breakdown<br />
<br />
Breakdown Reality<br />
Breakdown my ability to get it back<br />
Breakdown honestly<br />
Breakdown now deliver me<br />
From all this madness and all this agony </p></blockquote>
<p>This is my life, although the discipline is not there! Now for what I have to say!</p>
<p>I am tired, emotionally, mentally, and physically beat down and ready to give in. It has been getting more difficult to function everyday. Usually I have checked myself into a hospital before I get this far, but for the sake of my family I am trying to avoid that.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t think I have ever been this far into a depressed state before. My mind races but never crosses the finish line. It is becoming more and more difficult to put on the &#8220;happy face&#8221; for everyone. I just want to curl up somewhere and cease to exist.</p>
<p>The great thing about all this heat is that I sweat so much no one can tell I am crying. The tears just blend in with the sweat. I have been doing a lot more crying lately too and there seems to not be anything triggering it when I start.</p>
<p>Sometimes I feel like I am drunk and actually stagger around a bit. It feels like I am losing control over my depression.</p>
<p>Scary?<br />
You bet it is!<br />
I am afraid to find out what comes next.</p>
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