WHATS UP PARTY PEOPLE IN THE PLACE TO BE!? YOU READ T HAT TITLE RIGHT, I THINK I HAVE MAYBE JUST A SMALL CASE OF DEPRESSION.
A few months back I asked to be recommended a therapist but now I’m not even sure if I have time for therapy, maybe on the weekends of the offices are open.
It’s just the usual stuff, everyones having babies and I’m stuck being a struggling artist, like the world moving on without you. Of course, this is just the present and we do not yet know what disasters the future could bring for these budding families, not that I wish any disaster upon them it’s just hard to not compare.
I thought I was with my forever girl once and now I’m a fat slob wanting to get in shape but not putting in the leg work to get there. My body doesn’t really bring me down as much as you might think, but it would be nice if all of my cool shirts fit me again. That’s something I’m looking forward too.
I’m not slacking however, I’ve been trying to keep consistent with writing poetry at least, but it’s in a private document on my computer. I’ve been writing since February 4th of this year and the goal was to write a poem every day but sometimes you get distracted or you really don’t feel like writing so it’s been hit or miss but I think the longest time I’ve gone without writing was maybe 10 days then I got back on the horse. Keeping yourself accountable is hard and app notifications don’t exactly crack the whip like a person would, but hey I’m keeping the juices flowing regardless.
I think the first thing to do to get me out of my depressive state is to clean the house, if not the whole house maybe just a small portion and see where it goes from there.
Later!