I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets
I think something is wrong with me.
On Friday there was a party going on at Zac's, and my only desire was to sit around my house with Kelsey and watch Mrs. Doubtfire and bitch about how much I hate people. A week ago I would have been there immediately.
On Saturday, people went to Zac's again. And I tried, I really did. I went to Zac's at 7 and I stuck it out for a whole hour and I just couldn't take it and I went home. I don't know why. I just want to be alone ALL THE TIME. I never want to do anything or leave my house. All I do is run and go to yoga. Yoga helps with the stress but doesn't really do anything for the depression.
I don't even tell Joe anything anymore, and I tell Joe everything. And I feel so guilty because he gets really worried when I'm sad and he wants to help but I won't let him.
I am at an all-time low. I wish I knew what was wrong with me so I could try to fix it.