I clinically depressed.
There! I said it!
Yup. Mild depression. From too much thinking. I don't want a happy pill or anything of the sort, but maybe I need it.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck!
Aside from that, I spend too much. As in too much. My family's spending a little overboard recently. And I'll be spending more soon. My birthday's comig up and I haven't invited much people yet. I don't even want to think about it.
I've known this since... I don't know. And to think, I'm actually better these days.
Please make me stop spending. It's freaky.