this last week, my depression has gotten the best of me. i don’t know when it hit, and i don’t know why.
i just know that i’ve been bluer than blue.
i haven’t been walking, and i’ve been having some panicky times. i haven’t wanted to be around anybody, and i’ve been clinging to the bf like i used to.
maybe i’m feeling guilty about moving forward, about possibly leaving him behind in his depression. i know just how unfair that is.
i stopped looking into the school thing, but only temporarily… it’s still something i feel, in my gut, that i want to do. that i need to do.
to break free.
i guess that was all i wanted to share for now… but today i walked again… so i’m back on track, for the moment. i have to keep on pushing, otherwise, i’ll be stuck here forever.
Freyativity 