I think this inflammation is a psychosomatic illness. I think that my mind influences my body. I have been in this depressive mood since more than one year and I can’t stand it anymore. It’s quite possible that the inflammation was caused by the exhaustion of the organism. When you feel sad and depressed over and over again, your body will finally react. However, one of the side-effects of steroids is making the patient feel depressed…so it’s a viscous circle
This is my last weekend here. I have my last classes on Wednesday and next Thursday I’m going back to my parents. As I wrote last week good old grandpa Ozzy expresses best all the good and bad things in life. Which other song could I choose for this weekend if not Mama I’m Coming Home? It is believed that this song is not about Ozzy’s mother but about his wife Sharon whose nick is Mama. However, in my case it concerns my parent (even the word ‘mama’ means mum in my mother tongue).
Only The One knows how much I don’t want to come back to my parents’ house but I have no choice. If there was the slightest chance I could stay in this city, I’d take it immediately but there is really nothing I can do to remain in this place. I am drained, empty, alone and weak. I have to come back to my mother even though I don’t think any of us want this to happen. And I don’t think any good things will come up from my coming ‘home’…
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I ain’t the same
Mama, I’m coming home
Times gone by seem to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I’m coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But I cant stand to say goodbye
Mama, I’m coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, its been so long
Mama, I’m coming home
Selfish love yeah were both alone
The ride before the fall
But I’m gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
Chorus
I’ve seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we’ve been apart
I don’t care about the sunshine, yeah
cause mama, mama, I’m coming home
I’m coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes