And then I couldn't muster up enough effort to write anything. And then we only got, like, five trick-or-treaters, and Halloween is one of my favorite holidays....but it was so....vacant, and I felt even worse after that, which sucks because I usually have a great time during Halloween.
So, basically, I've been feeling pretty dead and worthless and all those fun, depressing emotions for days, weeks, months?
Yesterday, I read this: Adventures in Depression
Hyperbole and a Half (by Allie Brosh) is by far one of my favorite things on the internet. Ever.
In this entry, all I can say is that I feel exactly like she depicts herself, except I haven't broken through to the invincible-feeling side.
And there's my story, and that is the reason why I haven't written anything new. And half the reason I don't plan on writing anything soon. The other half of that one is because I have a 50+ page thesis to write. And it's taking literally all I have in me to do that. Especially because all I have in me right now isn't a lot. Despite it being on a topic I have loved since I began to read and write.
~Hammeh
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