i'm sitting bored at work again. i'm doing my best not to stress out about the baby and everything, but its not working. i can't sleep till late at night (Final fantasy 11 contributes to that) and i keep waking up late for work. i need to get a handle on my life, but everytime i start to, i have another breakdown. and being stuck getting paid shit wages isn't helping my depression. 
anyways, enough of my bitching. i'm doing good
anyways, enough of my bitching. i'm doing good
depression sucks ass, doesn't it? like a self-propelling mechanism of sabotage towards any attempt to break away from depression. i'm tired of it, myself. let's get some big sticks and beat our depression into the ground together, shall we?
hugs, honey!!!!