Less and less of me.

Another day, another depression.

Playing Dragon Age 2 to get my mind off it.

I’m really sort of generally unhappy with my life right now. Like, there are good things (like boyfriend, and knitting), but I feel like the bad outweighs them by a mile. I don’t know. I’m having a hard time feeling positive about anything today. My back hurts, I’m exhausted, and work was not much fun.

I don’t know. I’m thinking hard about a lot of things in my life right now, but I can’t make any decisions until I feel less like things will fall apart. I don’t want to tear down the few measly inches I’ve managed to build, do I?

… Then again, part of me just sort of wants to take off and go somewhere crazy at random. New York, Colorado, Michigan. Just anywhere but here. Go something, be somewhere, feel alone because I’m on my own, rather than feeling alone among the people I know.

No one said this was going to be easy, but I wish I felt less like a failure at every step.

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