Ugh, reflections of the ugly kind

“The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.” 

Dante, Inferno

Next time I tell myself no, I'm not going to attend the protest for whatever noble cause/gay pride/hey government, this is fucked up thingy because I'm scared and it's self preservation to stay at home, shut up and swallow, well, kick my ass please. 

Though the fact that my conscience suddenly awakened is a huge sign of my depression and general apathy giving room to feelings and shit and this is amazing. It's overwhelming almost to the point of resulting in yet another round of paralyses, but it's only almost and not quite.