Den of Dark Shadows

Lonely Depressed Confused And Spending Hours A Day Contemplating Suicide In My Little Eight-By-Eight Den. At The Age Of Forty-Two This Is What My Life Has Become. At The Age Of Thirty I Had A Nervous Breakdown And Overdosed On Several Bottles Of Medication. The Next Day My Wife Found Me Unconscious On The Floor And I Was Rushed To The Emergency Room After Which I Spent Several Days In The Hospital. Then I Was Taken To A Mental Institution. During My Month-Long Stay There I Was Diagnosed With A Bipolar Disorder. The Rest They Say Is History; But In My Case The Rest Is Misery.