I'm at the apartment now. This sadness and depression is rolling over me, and now more than ever do I need it to go away. I can't live with this anchor, it's stopping me from living my life. They say it's all in the head. That back then there was no such thing, but I honestly believe that I am suffering from depression.
In other news, I'm giving up... this time I can do it. I'm promising myself. No longer.
