March 18th, 2008

tragic moof

I am a ball of fucking sunshine.

I appear to be smack in the middle of a full-blown major depressive episode, all right. I don't feel depressed, but sleeping for 12-16 hours on the weekends is a pretty good indication (as is the lack of motivation to do much of anything, the inability to concentrate at work, etc.) It doesn't help that one of the side effects I have is no small dose of self-loathing for being depressed in the first place (or as those kids would call it, "being emo"), nor does the knowledge that some people get mighty freaked and/or depressed when I talk about such (which feeds into my deep-seated worries of "am I babbling about things that nobody wants to hear, anyway").

tl;dr: wah wah poor me.
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