Have you ever been to the point in your life where it just doesn’t seem to be going the way you want it too? Then you suddenly realise it may or may not be your entire fault? I’ve gotten to that point. I’m alive, I am existing, but I am not living or happy…that’s pretty much it. So I guess this is where I say I am depressed. I admit it. I wish I could say this started after I left Australia, but I’ve felt this way since I was young. I think I am just coming to terms with it myself now. I am not sure what else to write at the moment…
So I guess what I really want to know is, is there anyone else out there that feels this way? Don't worry nothing will happen.
And now something to cheer this blog post up…I planned to post this upon my return to my native land but I never got around to it…
P.S. I clearly have a bad case of blogarrea or perhaps bloggers block. I apologise for this lack of entry.
A Life of Choice
13 years ago
1 comment:
Ahhh melissa. Chin up.
Your doing fine. Seriously take a few deep breaths, play with sydney. Find something you enjoy doing and do it: take a night class, or hobby class or something.
Smile sweetie and we will smile with you!
Jo
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