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My 'dear friend' was located. She was found 300 miles away from home with a drug dealer... I honestly cannot say that I am surprised. That is just something she does I suppose, but I can say that I expected better. I no longer associate myself with this 'friend' and I have not seen her since she disappeared. I have no regrets.
For almost three years now, I have suffered from an untreated case of depression. Things have begun to get worse over the past few months and I cannot figure out why. I no longer have any inclination to read, write, paint or draw in any way, shape, or form. I have not drawn or painted since Art II in early 2009... I have not drawn or painted of my own free will since early 2008... The books that I read are most of the time school related. When they are not, it is merely a case of boredom and I can never seem to follow through and read cover to cover. The same goes for any writing I have done in the past three years. It is usually school related or I never finish what I started. I have not been truly interested in a role play of any sort like I used to be. I do not know what to do anymore. I feel hopelessly lost and it seems that there is no end in sight.
 lacrimusangelus · Wed Jan 20, 2010 @ 02:47am · 0 Comments |
