Deadly Melancholy Vampires FTW?

And this is the bitch part of it all.  Here is the dread melancholy pressing its teeth to my jugular and the only thing saving me is sheer force of will and memories.  You could say that time and experience have hardened me or that I have +500 resistance to deadly melancholy vampires.

I see the futility, yet I’m still here.  Much due to luck or lack of utensils to end my own wretched existence.  The phrase "pull yourself together" is one I wish I could act on.  If it was only as easy as saying it.