"Being too charming was never one of my faults." - Kill Me Later

Webcam

Mine :: about me. wishlist

Right-wingers :: RWN. Frank J. DF. Volokh. LGF. Flea. Serenity. Common Sense & Wonder. Neophyite Pundit. BlytheBlog. Red White and Right. RightGuys. The Politburo Diktat. Dave Munger. Chuck. Harry. Michelle Malkin. AHC. DW. Mlah. National Summary. Right Thinking Girl. Fausta. MaxedOutMama. My VRWC. La Shawn Barber. Moxie. Kali. Cassandra. Tony. Conservative Grapevine. The American Princess. Dr. Melissa Clouthier

Military :: Kevin. Sgt Pontifex. Chief Wiggles. Eric. Koreahn. Bill

Blogs :: Lian. Phil. Dan. Click. Jon. Rijah. Christine. Dave. Opinions Vary. Dave. Carey. Albert. Len. Grace. Thelma. Pia. Bumblebee Dreams. Todd. Babiegoose.

Archives
May 2004
June 2004
July 2004
August 2004
September 2004
October 2004
November 2004
December 2004
January 2005
February 2005
March 2005
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009

I'm having one of those unexplainable low moments. And I was doing so well.

Completely exhausted (physically). And slightly lost (emotionally). I'm feeling very apathetic, having a hard time making myself care about anything. Feel anything...specific.

Wondering if I've been in the middle of one big quarter-life crisis this whole time? (Like for the last three years). And if so, will it end soon?

It's that old thing creeping back, the one where I'm so uncomfortable in my own skin I wish I could just rip myself out. Tear it right off. Except that probably wouldn't make me feel any better because I'd still essentially be me underneath and maybe that's what I'm not comfortable with right now.

The funny thing is, even with all this, I know I've come a long way. Because I know this is going to pass. Tomorrow I will wake up and I will be more than just kind of okay. And if not tomorrow then hopefully the day after. Or maybe the one after that. But at some point, soon, I will love myself again.

Labels: Depression

Comments:

cheer up! hope things get better...

# posted by  b : 10:51 AM

 

Thanks b =) I'm just a little tired and stressed out...I'll be okay....

# posted by  Joyce : 4:36 PM

 

Post a Comment