I'm currently ready The Bell Jar that Anthony gave me for my bday when I was the happiest. It's extremely relevant to where I am right now.
I'm still in a mood and I can't pinpoint how to make it go away. I really hate getting into this sort of panic mode; it feels too familiar yet such a 180 from when I'm my sparkly best. Right now I feel so empty and unmotivated.
I don't know if this is my version of seasonal depression. I really hate the summer. It's right around the corner. I guess it's been years in the making, but it feels so ridiculous to think that a time of the year can really have this great of an effect on me. Or is it just because this time of year is just usually slow for me? I'm just at a point where I feel so lacking in depth, meaning, confidence, etc. Can summer really be this depressing?
"I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."