I'll be honest with you. I don't want to be alive right now. I have a million things on my plate and I can't handle them anymore. System overload. I quit. I know it's selfish, but honestly who cares? So many people care. I know. But I'm not happy. I'm very very depressed right now. And the trials keep piling up. I can't keep up at work because my brain isn't working. I just can't do it. I can't juggle a million different things. I'm not a contact/spreadsheet/project juggler. I was built to do one thing. Help people. Right now I'm not doing that, and it's driving me batty.
I'm just struggling. Really really badly. This is where depression lives. And tomorrow it will be back on the bus. And back at life without my best friend. And back to feeling sad and alone.
I know how ridiculous I sound. My brain just feels numb.
I hate this.
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