Its a perfect gift of indulgence...from yourself, to yourself...
When you finally stop moral policing yourself, and let go...
Oh Brood, cry out loud, and keep brooding...you don't have to be optimistic now...you don't have to hope
Finding the unconditional someone to turn to, it's you when you stop playing your matron...
Only for a litte while though...Smothering yourself with chocolates is a required temporary relief and just to keep in mind, not a permanent solution
Whenever I have binged on self - pity, I have gotten back to normal within hours, perkier, chirpier with all my enthusiasm restored...
Its not so bad really...you don't always have to hopeful or positive...
But it's a binge, be sure of that
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