I... just can't get out of
bed. Not today, not yesterday, not monday. I'm beginning to wonder if there's something wrong with me.
I have no motivation left, no desire, no excitement. The only thing with me right now is this dark cloud over my head. I'm NOT
smiling. I know I've gone through some major
psychological issues lately, and all very quickly, but for some reason... I just don't think those are the problem. I don't
care about them anymore. I don't care about ANYTHING anymore. I've either suddenly hit an extreme
lazy point in my life, or I'm really
seriously depressed and won't admit it. I don't know what to do. At least I broke down and cried last night. I haven't cried in awhile. And it was over something silly too. My father came home from work, and he had bought me a cookie.
One chocolate chip cookie. Something so little and insignificant, yet it meant so much to me for no reason. I broke down and
sobbed for a good twenty minutes over that cookie.
My mind is just muddled. I need out of here.