May 18, 2009 02:32
I've been having a difficult time enjoying things lately.
Somewhere between ennui and dysthymia I lost my ability to properly articulate myself without getting frustrated. I'm honestly afraid that I'll convince myself that it is either no longer possible, or that it never was possible int the first place to properly communicate thoughts and ideas to other people - and as such it is pointless to make the attempt. Some part of me is resisting the notion. It's the same part of me that recognizes that I need to stop all this wallowing and put some serious effort into fixing my headspace.
I get the feeling that I'd be able to cope with myself better if I could make some friends out here, it would be a welcome non-solitary sort of distraction to actually hang-out with people. I'm sure I need not explain that accomplishing the seemingly simple task of social interaction is agonizingly easier said than done.
At least I still have my alliterative powers.
buy yeah - I'm not dead or being aloof, I just find it increasingly difficult to update or comment.
Dammit, I'm too old to be an Emo Kidd