Guess what!

Guess what!

Like a good chunk of the people in today’s world I am depressed. I also have super high stress levels too. For example, the other day I was stressed and became so lightheaded that I almosted passed out. I also don’t think that it helps that I get, at the most, six hours of sleep per night. Ususally it is somewhere between three and six, ususally five and a half.

I have this thing where I am fine and happy when I am around my friends but there is such a difference to when I am alone. It is hard to describe. I get inside my own head I guess. I guess a good way to describe it is that when I am happy, I am really happy. The wrld seems full of possibilities. I can do anything. But when I am alone it is nothing like that. I knows this sounds cliche but the world turns grey. I can‘t describe it. Everything is monotone. There really isn’t anything good or worthwhile to live for.

Am I alone? Is it just me that feels this way? Is it the fact that it is winter and that makes people depressed? I don’t know where to find these answers. There truthfully isn’t anywhere to go. I am aware of the fact that I should feel comfortable going to my mom.

I just don’t know what the fuck is going on.