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Mar. 31st, 2017 01:44 am*sigh*
So...in case you though this can't possibly just continue on the depression train. It will.
I'm not sure if it's attributed to stress or what. I'm not sure at all. Probably. It probably is. For instance, I never had a period this month. How am I supposed to track this thing if I'm not even having it. There's no chance of pregnancy. That's...the thing I want most and the thing that's least likely to happen, but it's been over a month.
Then work just ramps up even more. My performance there is awful and I'm...just not there. THERE. There. Know what I mean? I'm tired ALL of the time. I'm even tired now, but if I went to sleep, then who would write this depressing entry? Like, I can't even write with it. Too depressed to write and when I take pills, too emotionless to write as well. Damned if I do, damned if I don't. Know what I mean?
I can't have normal relationships anymore. Not with men. Not with friends. I feel lonely, but I want to be alone. I feel empty, but I'm comfortable with it. I'm going to venture further into the rabbit hole.
Also, I need to work on trying to get my mood icons transferred over. I'll probably have to do it again. Also, my regular icons. I have to do this bitch up if I'm just going to be depressed and at home and in bed all the time.
So...in case you though this can't possibly just continue on the depression train. It will.
I'm not sure if it's attributed to stress or what. I'm not sure at all. Probably. It probably is. For instance, I never had a period this month. How am I supposed to track this thing if I'm not even having it. There's no chance of pregnancy. That's...the thing I want most and the thing that's least likely to happen, but it's been over a month.
Then work just ramps up even more. My performance there is awful and I'm...just not there. THERE. There. Know what I mean? I'm tired ALL of the time. I'm even tired now, but if I went to sleep, then who would write this depressing entry? Like, I can't even write with it. Too depressed to write and when I take pills, too emotionless to write as well. Damned if I do, damned if I don't. Know what I mean?
I can't have normal relationships anymore. Not with men. Not with friends. I feel lonely, but I want to be alone. I feel empty, but I'm comfortable with it. I'm going to venture further into the rabbit hole.
Also, I need to work on trying to get my mood icons transferred over. I'll probably have to do it again. Also, my regular icons. I have to do this bitch up if I'm just going to be depressed and at home and in bed all the time.