I have no idea why I'm depressed. But there it is. Massively depressed. I keep fighting it, but all it does is make me depressed and cranky.
I'm tired of working all of the time. I'm tired of feeling like i've achieved NOTHING here. I'm tired of people. I'm just tired. I kind of want someone to talk to. I kind of want to be cuddled.
In the end I have been cleaning, doing laundry.. listening to ghost stories, Vivaldi, and working on restoring some of my uncleaned roman coins.
I just feel out of sorts, out of shape, and a fierce desire to throw a tantrum over nothing. Which is odd because I'm REALLY not a tantrum thrower.
Blargh.
I'm tired of working all of the time. I'm tired of feeling like i've achieved NOTHING here. I'm tired of people. I'm just tired. I kind of want someone to talk to. I kind of want to be cuddled.
In the end I have been cleaning, doing laundry.. listening to ghost stories, Vivaldi, and working on restoring some of my uncleaned roman coins.
I just feel out of sorts, out of shape, and a fierce desire to throw a tantrum over nothing. Which is odd because I'm REALLY not a tantrum thrower.
Blargh.
no subject
Date: 2005-03-24 01:45 pm (UTC)Whatever you do, don't even begin to hold it inside. Suppressing this is the last thing you need because it'll fester and it'll get worse and worse until you start putting yourself in situations you would never put yourself in.
Even just writing about it here is a start, and if you need people to talk to I'm sure that we can step in and be that ear you need and even that shoulder too.
no subject
Date: 2005-03-25 09:42 am (UTC)