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So, it occurs to me that I'm depressed.
"But wait CB, I'm a semi-regular reader of your LJ and you talk about being depressed a lot!" Yes, this is true. Thing is, I usually know when I'm depressed. I'll usually have this little hate spiral going on, or a "Blerrr" sort of day.
This time, it didn't really seem a thing until a friend mentioned that I'd seemed down lately in an IM (which led her to draw a picture for me, so thanks luv <3 ). I'd replied with "I'm not down, I'm just tired" and left it at that, because aaaagh I am so tired, it just seems I can't get my energy up anymore.
Except... ever since then I've been thinking, and I've been looking around here. Truth is, I think I am depressed. I don't feel like doing a DAMN thing, the apartment is cluttered and I find I don't give a flying fuck, and I'm not taking care of myself at all.
So um, yeah. Depressed, I guess. The weird thing is, I didn't realize it like I usually do. Huh.
... This entry, by the way (or its tone anyway?), brought to you by reading too much Hyperbole and a Half in one sitting while putting off going out into the HEEEEAAAAT to do grown-up things. And wanting to use this icon.
"But wait CB, I'm a semi-regular reader of your LJ and you talk about being depressed a lot!" Yes, this is true. Thing is, I usually know when I'm depressed. I'll usually have this little hate spiral going on, or a "Blerrr" sort of day.
This time, it didn't really seem a thing until a friend mentioned that I'd seemed down lately in an IM (which led her to draw a picture for me, so thanks luv <3 ). I'd replied with "I'm not down, I'm just tired" and left it at that, because aaaagh I am so tired, it just seems I can't get my energy up anymore.
Except... ever since then I've been thinking, and I've been looking around here. Truth is, I think I am depressed. I don't feel like doing a DAMN thing, the apartment is cluttered and I find I don't give a flying fuck, and I'm not taking care of myself at all.
So um, yeah. Depressed, I guess. The weird thing is, I didn't realize it like I usually do. Huh.
... This entry, by the way (or its tone anyway?), brought to you by reading too much Hyperbole and a Half in one sitting while putting off going out into the HEEEEAAAAT to do grown-up things. And wanting to use this icon.
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Oh good. x'DD I'm always worried about randomly posting comments to people, haha!
And on an unrelated note, Hyperbole and a Half is amazing. B)
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*hugs you tightly*