I feel depression creeping back in. It’s a mixture of the changing weather (I have seasonal affective disorder) and the fact that I live like a zombie..strict schedule to get things done. I’ve always been a dreamer and living like this makes me feel so hollowed out. I have to work to inject some beauty into my life or I’ll die inside. It doesn’t help that I am so often alone, just trying to wile away the anxiety and depression from being in the cage that is my life. Everything feels like a chore. I know I am the only person who can do anything about this, so I will.
