[Written: 2024-12-10]

Today I feel like that, the fat Christmas turkey. It feels I was took in, raised in shelter and warmth, and fed ample food until I was barely able to move.

Then my time was over, my neck snapped, my body basted and roasted, and devoured by a hungry family. My bones discarded or fed to the dogs, my life only honoured by doing the same thing to me next year, and the next, forever.

I wonder if others feel the same, or are capable of it.

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-So apologies for this, I wasn’t going to post this at first as it reads a bit Screwge-like, but something triggered me to post it, if it offends then it is only the opinion of one, so that is not necessary. I am trying to convey an emotion that I am still processing, I do get SADNESS (seasonal affective disorder) this time of year, and with my fairly recent diagnosis (of another mental health condition) that requires me to take medicine, I do find out of the blue I get pulled into a stubborn mould representing a black hole, I can only seem to claw myself out of them if I put them down in words as best I can. So again, apologies and seasons cheer to all-