I know it’s been a while since I wrote anything. I’ve just been dealing with some depression. Just seems like everything is falling apart, nothing is working out. I’ve just wanted to stay in bed and be left alone – though that doesn’t happen since I still have to work.
I took some time to think about it all and…fuck that psycho ex. I mean it says a lot if he’s still trying to be up my ass four years later. It says – to me – he’s not happy with his life and he hasn’t dated much (if at all). That’s all his problem, not mine.
I think that one “word” sums up how I’ve been feeling lately. It seems this time of year I always become depressed. It’s not because of family that I hate visiting or being forced to be around family. I mean I’m around my family all year. It’s just the fact that I’m always alone.