There's Nobody.

I Can Keep Searching Though

There is nobody I can talk to. I don't think that there ever was, and even if there was, it must have been such a long time ago. It feels like there is really nobody in my life who I can confide my secrets to. Recently I've taken up the habit of talking to complete strangers and telling them about my life problems and asking for help. Obviously I have no problem talking to people about my problems anonymously, so what is the real problem here?

Does this mean that I just don't like being attached to those problems as a person? Does it mean that I do not like being a person who is considered to have problems and difficulty in life? Maybe I want to show myself as an independent and strong person, but it seems like that foundation is slowly falling down with the days and things that happen.

Hopefully there will be somebody who I actually know who I can confide to. I've just been searching. Maybe I didn't know, but that might be the root of why I've been doing the things I have been doing. It might be why I have this desperate will to find new friends. I don't know.

Something More Substantial

The internet is not enough. In fact, I have grown tired and depressed and dreary every time I come in contact with social media. It's the same thing day in day out. Nothing ever changes. It makes my life... somewhat unbearable. I sound too dramatic don't I? I am probably over exaggerating things. If you scaled what I'm "feeling" right now about two times down, then that's more likely it.

So I'll be looking for something to take my mind off things and use up most of my energy. There's nothing on the internet for me anymore.

Goodbye.

Sorry for feeling mopey these past few days. There have just been a string of "depressing" events. Great timing eh? I apologize again. Maybe I just won't post until I'm feeling better.

Low 5. You could bump it up to a low 6. Blame the mood swings and negative thinking.

"Nothing will work unless you do." - Maya Angelou