I thought I had finally left this behind me. I hate this feeling. The depression creeping in. I don’t want this back. I hate this. I hate this so much. I just wish I could be happy all the time like I used to be. Has so much happened that I’ve irreparably damaged? And it doesn’t help that you’ve been on my mind lately. I don’t know what it is about you that I keep coming back to, but I have to stop. It’s time for a change.

I have a hard time concentrating on anything. I feel like I’m drifting away from all my friends. I’ve just been finding it harder and harder to keep a conversation. I need to get out of this rut.