all hope of being a normal person. Whatever normal is. Man, this time the depression is really tough. I’ve been fighting it for awhile and it seems like I just can’t get out from under it. I don’t want to go back on meds, it’s been so long since I’ve had to do that. The thing is, when it gets like this, there is no rhyme or reason to anything. Everything is a slight against me, everything is biased against me, everything. The rise in diesel prices is specifically against me so that I won’t drive too much.
And there is no reason for it. None. My life as a whole is quite good by comparative standards. Way above the mean. It really makes you think about why people act the way they do. I mean, I don’t want to feel like this, I just do. I wonder if other people are like this? Always wondering why they feel like they do and act like they do, the mind never ceasing for rest.
I need a manic day. Late.