I just feel the need to write about how depressed I’ve been lately, otherwise I’ll end up writing about it on Facebook. I told my mom I hate my life, and she said “You can’t hate your life, you’re a … Continue reading
So, I’m going to grad school. I didn’t want to write anything about it until it felt a surer thing. It does now, because I’ve enrolled in classes after waiting for some bureaucracy crap to allow me to; and I’ve … Continue reading
Being inspired to write is actually really hard when you don’t travel to different types of places and you’re in the…midwest. The last vacation I went on was last July, and it was a cruise to the Bahamas courtesy of … Continue reading
I just realized that I only wrote two posts in 2016. Wow. Honestly I think I felt so empty, depressed, and unable to focus. I can’t even describe the year 2016, for multiple reasons. 1. My lack of focus and … Continue reading
Depression is in my brain. For a whole year I’ve been in a depression that is somewhat invisible and that I cannot rationalize a reason for. What changed that could have caused a year of depression? My hair color? My boyfriend (now fiancé) moving in? Moving from my second floor room to a third floor room? Not being as obsessed with Oliver Reed films? I don’t think there is a true reason for it!
I don’t typically act depressed, I just am. I can’t even call it a bipolar depression spell or episode– it’s just a depression state. And it’s not called melancholy because there’s no romanticism in it, no beauty to go with the word.
The depression seems absent much of the time, yet it is always there. And I know it is there because of how my brain reacts when I want to find some magic in it. I know I have happiness down in my heart, but my brain has too much crud in it. Many people might not recognize that I am depressed, but it’s there in my brain telling me I’m not good enough. My brain makes me tired and weighs my spirit down.
So is this a good excuse for not writing like I love to do? I’ve been in a different place and I wish I knew why.
Well at least, the birth control I’m taking might be evil. It’s Microgestin, in case anyone was curious. I started it in September, and I think it might have spoiled my October. Curses! I have no proof that this medication … Continue reading
And when I say gloom, I’m not wanting to evoke Halloweenish things like bellowing ghosts in graveyards, black cats crossing an empty street at night, giant jack-o-lanterns eating an entire village, etc. etc. That would be too happy for me … Continue reading