Piggy says she don't want to graft no more.
"I got anhedonia"
"Yes?"
"It's like I can't get any pleasure from things that should be pleasureable"
"Mmmmm?"
"It is the number one warning sign that you have become depressed"
"Do you also feel that people are out to get you? That they want to harm you? Spread lies about you behind your back? Sow seeds of doubt about your ability cope? Do you have an overwhealming urge to let the air out of the tyres of any BMW that you see, just in case it might be used as a get away car... used by someone who wants to kidnap you?"
"Yeah... you are so sweet... so sensitive... how do you know these things"
I only smile and say nothing, but I know in my heart of hearts, it's that time of the month again.
