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And so the day came
When the dear, little fawn
Was spotted alone
In depression, long gone
With a coconut pelt
And a dull-slitted eye
And a wound in cobwebs
And dusty-rained lie

She was spun in a web
Made of dewdrops and honey
And sapphire sundrops
To keep for the morning
But all was a trick
And the rainbows were lies
And the wound that lay still
Threatened cries

A freedom, a swallow
Swoops down from her nest
And nestles the fawnling close
Up to her breast
And the fawn stumbles forwards
And looks towards the sky
And wounds heal over
With time, and with time

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Ehh, not the best poem ever x3;; But hey, I felt like it. The whole diary entry page is nothing but biographies. It's scary x.o

But guess what!!

I saw the nurse practitioner on Thursday, and she figures that I have a depression / anxiety disorder, like my mom has. Basically, low serotonin levels :3 She prescribed me Fluoxitine, which is a generic brand of Prozac.

In 4 weeks, I should probably feel the full effects of it. But whee. Finally. :3

I feel happy right now. And not depressed. And no ache of anxiety in my chest. ^^; Lol, probably not the meds working already (only just took my second dose), but still. I've been depressed for weeks, so this is pleasant.

Well, anyways, that's all. Wish me luck that the meds make me a sane Zelly :3