This morning was very special and somewhat stressful (we don't need to get into the details). To help deal with it, I thought I'd spend the last half of my walk to work thinking up quotes that were, well, helpful. This is what I came up with:
"Please let me get what I want." - The Smiths
==> Another quote by them that was suggested by my friend Kiki (who is one-third of the entire reason I have a Twitter): "You know where you came from, you know where you're going and you know where you belong."
"I hate that there's evil in the world. I hate that I was chosen to fight it." - Buffy Summers
"Make your choice. Are you ready to be strong?" - Buffy Summers
"People say I'm pretty, and I guess I'm okay. People say I'm confident, and I know that's true." - Rachel the Animorph
"Maybe you die, but you never surrender." - Marco the Animorph
ANGELUS: Take all that away, and what's left?
". . . I know you love me, baby." - Lady Gaga
"It's not too late." - Aang
"You already have all the weapons you need. Now fight." - various characters from Sucker Punch
"The truth is important, but so are your friends. And if you can have them both . . . then it's a good life." - Harriet M. Welsch
"The end will justify the pain it took to get us there." - Relient K
"The beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair." - Relient K
"You are now at the hard part of getting better. But keep your head up, kid - you got this." - my friend Emily
(Sooo I clearly need to get my ass to the library sometime soon. Even when I quoted the main character of my favorite book of all time, I lifted a line from the movie.)
I may or may not have more to say about this later, but my whole experience with Depression has made me just slightly jealous of Buffy. Sure, every demon in the world eventually comes after her and her friends, whereas I only have the one to deal with . . . but, when she kills a monster, it (almost always) stays dead.
Depression never goes away forever.
At least, not so far.
But I've only been fighting him for about two and a half months. That's somewhat less than the seventeen years he's been trying to ruin my life.
I guess, when you look at it that way, it's sort of a mixed blessing that he doesn't stay dead.
Because killing him feels good.