It's raining again. To me anyway. Seems like it's always raining. Or snowing. Or dark.
I read somewhere that being depressed isn't being sad when things go wrong...it's being sad when things go right. I guess that might just be true.
Things are going right. In so many ways I can't count them.
And yet the darkness lingers. Why can't I smile and be as happy as everyone else? Why is there always some storm roaring in my head? I should be stupidly happy...but I can't find it. The holidays...
Why is it always so hard?
I wish Christmas was over. I wish it would never come at all.
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