ahh, the friend is back. :P

[katster]

My old friend has come back.

I can feel him creeping around the edges again, trying to find some way through the defenses, trying to find some way to exert his will over mine.

I can feel the black shadow that I thought I was rid of skulking out there, slowly melting himself through my fences and barriers and back into my thought patterns. Ones I thought were long gone.

I can only hope and pray he goes away again.

because in all honesty, a depressed katster now would mean the end of the world. Or at least my world. When I'm already clinging to the edge.

I can't give in, but I'm not sure I have the power to stop it.