I feel like I'm wasting my time in a lot of things in my life and I'm powerless to do anything about it.

I need a place to record ideas, and well, what better place than here ( Read more... )

I miss love.
I miss drive.
I miss focus.
I miss passion.
I miss dealing with things.

I can't remember a time I was happy for an extended period of time (meaning, more than just a few hours out of a specific day ( Read more... )

Why do others happiness kill me so?

I want to scream at the top of my lungs at my parents ( Read more... )

I miss being able to see a doctor.

Now all I do is self diagnose, worry, and wall myself off.

It's a chemical imbalance. I'm willing to bet it's a hormonal issue as well.

The upswings in my condition make me really appreciate the amazing friends and acquaintances I've come to know ( Read more... )

By no fault of their own, I feel like no one really knows my story.

I miss determination.
I miss drive.
I miss goal setting.
I miss waking up with purpose.
I miss actually being happy.
I miss entertainment for it's face value and not as an escape.

It's getting harder and harder to be alone with myself and my thoughts.