A not so good day
I got up this morning feeling worse than usual; I'm not sure why. That feeling, however, dictated the rest of the day. I weighed myself on the scale this morning and discovered I had reaquired 10 pounds since Encounter (result of getting used to habitual snacking). Starting my exercize routine again was not as simple as I had thought: Not only had my asthema been acting up, but I was out of shape due to said asthema and the day was hot, steamy, and polluted. Picking 1:30pm to go jogging was a bad idea; I barely made it back with my lungs attached. My head began to throb from dehydration and stress despite 2 extra-strength tylenols and persisted throughout the day. Then, at my therapist's, we discussed what I would be studying for as a major and what kind of career I might like to have. Depression settled in as I realized that I had no real direction, no ambition, no ideas. We also talked about my energy levels within recent months, and it has come to my attention that I have not had a transcendal, high on life, manic episode in a while; my enthusiasm seems to have diminished progresively since leaving high school. Now I exist in a sort of perpetual state of inactivity and low energy. I'm still not even excited about my trip yet...just worried. I slept for two hours as soon as I got back from his office, my brain collapsing from stress induced headaches and pangs of loneliness and emptiness. What can I do with my life?