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But dreams are so intoxicating
May. 2nd, 2009 03:20 pmI don't think I've ever really understood the meaning for blogging. I've always had problems expressing my feelings, whether it be spoken or through words, but yet I still do it. I guess I like to punish myself because I know that once I start something I need to carry on with it. So, I'm a glutton for punishment? Eh.
Over the past few months I've been trying to get my life back into order. It's a tough process and when I think I'm doing great, I end up failing and realizing that it's all a downhill battle. I've been suffering from depression for a year now, though at times it seems like an eternity. I can't remember the last time I was truly happy with anything. Writing and making graphics no longer seem to matter to me, I've become the world's biggest procrastinator, and I seem to be drawn into drama that I neither want nor have truly been any part of. I think if I were to escape all the meaningless drama crap then I'd be fine. Who knew online life could be filled with more drama than my actual life?
Over the past few months I've been trying to get my life back into order. It's a tough process and when I think I'm doing great, I end up failing and realizing that it's all a downhill battle. I've been suffering from depression for a year now, though at times it seems like an eternity. I can't remember the last time I was truly happy with anything. Writing and making graphics no longer seem to matter to me, I've become the world's biggest procrastinator, and I seem to be drawn into drama that I neither want nor have truly been any part of. I think if I were to escape all the meaningless drama crap then I'd be fine. Who knew online life could be filled with more drama than my actual life?
