You may have noticed by my general inactivity on here and the tone to my tweets lately that things have been rather rough around here.
Life does that sometimes, you know? Just piles on the crap all at once and says Here, now you deal with it.
And it’s hard. So hard. I get depressed, shut down and hide from the world. Like the problems will just disappear if I close all the blinds and sleep through it.
Now we’ve almost made it to the other side and I can’t seem to get back up. I’m perpetually sick. Literally, physically sick. Bronchitis, pneumonia, scabies, and now a super fun inner ear infection. And depression. It just doesn’t end.
Sometimes I just want to throw in the towel. You win, Life, go ahead and take me.
I don’t know. I’m lonely. I have so much to do but at the same time nothing to do and so I accomplish nothing but watch 15 million hours of crap on Netflix. I need to change this. I need to get better. I need my medicine back and I need to force myself up and out of bed and off the couch.
Do you believe in me? I need some help.