And then I was in 'one of my states' -- how violent how acute & walked in Regent's Park in black misery & had to summon my cohorts in the old way to see me through, which they have done more or less. A note made to testify to my own ups & downs; many of which go unrecorded as they are less violent I think than they used to be. But how familiar it was -- stamping along the road, with gloom and pain constricting my heart; & and the desire for death in the old way all for two, I daresay careless words.
July 10, 1933
(D4 167)
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