thinking is bad
I couldn't sleep tonight. So of course I began thinking. And I realized that I'm not happy like I used to be. I'm not depressed; I'm just not happy. I feel like I'm just "going through the motions". I get up and go to class and do all my homework and talk to my friends like everyone else. But what am I living for? Like a month ago I was happy. I really felt like I belonged here and I had found my group of friends that I like to be around. I still feel that way but I'm just not happy. And I don't know why. I'm doing relatively well in all my classes. I have a great boyfriend who supports me and listens to me and cares about me. I have great friends who care about me too. This past weekend I got to hang out with my best friend for a day. Why am I not happy? What am I living for? What makes me get out of bed everyday? (besides the fact that I HAVE to go to classes).