Simpliest of Simplicities
I just came back from visiting Jaja in the nursing home. It's so sad because he just shouldn't be there. When I compare him to some of the others there there really isn't any comparison at all. Then I talked to my mom and she was crying at work because she's so stressed right now. My sister had to move back home and she hates it. Although she's eighteen and we have all been eighteen before and we know how that goes. It just bothers me that my family is so depressed. Jaja is depressed because he's in the nursing home and it's rare that anyone goes to see him or even calls him, except me. My sister is depressed because she's home and doesn't have a car, or a job, or any friends she says. My mom and dad are depressed because they just seem to hate their lives. I wish I could help more, but I don't really know what else to do except talk and listen to them. Depression is sure a bitch. I'm glad I haven't ever experienced it personally and I don't plan on experiencing it. Makes my nonexistent problems seem so minute. I just wish we could all go back to when life was simple and everyone seemed so happy from time to time.