This page is dedicated to Eeyore, the Depressed Donkey.
I am sure y’all are wondering why I have a page dedicated to this little guy. Well, back in the spring/summer of 1999, I was sitting in the living room at my now ex-boyfriend's, house, and was in one of my numerous states of boredom. Well, while sitting there, enjoying the wonderful feeling the pain killers were giving me, I decided that I knew the reason to Eeyore’s depression. Eeyore is depressed because he isn’t as popular as the other characters on Winnie the Pooh. HEY! I never said I was sane!
To me, Eeyore is by far THE most aorable character in ANY cartoon. Eeyore is so kewl. He’s not the most popular, but he’s great anyways, and will always have a special place in my heart.
I can remember when I was a young child, reading my Winnie the Pooh books, and couldn’t figure out why this poor little donkey was so sad. I would cry for him, because he always was so bummed out. I am a sensitive person, not an overly sensitive person, well, maybe I am, but HEY! This donkey is kewl! We can relate!!!
Reason I say we can relate, is because when I was growing up, I had a hard time dealing with a lot of things. I have had a lot of bad things happen to me when I was younger, and I never learned how to cope with them until I was much older.
I don't know why I just kept things bottled up, but I eventually broke out of my shell, and realized the damage to myself and my interaction with others my silence was causing, so I decided, at the insistance of my friends and family, to do something about it.
Ever since those things happened, I have been sort of a recluse, and haven’t been “normal? Sure, I have come to the point in my life where I can safely say, “I forgive you?to my perpetrators, the forgetting that’s going to take some time.
The more I got into therapy about the situations, I have decided more and more that I want sex offenders to pay for what they do to little kids. I don’t know how much good I would do, but I think every little bit counts, right?