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....Life seems to enjoy kicking an individual when he's down...though, I don't think that's what frustrates me. It's the fact that I can't hit back.
I feel a slave to these bouts of foolish and ultimately pointless bouts of depression. ...thoughts that betray my own acceptance of losing them...thoughts that make me question the entire point of even continuing on, whether I'll be able to live up to my clan's expectations...or if I'll just fail miserably.
I know I have to stay strong, I know things aren't so cut and ry...it's just....things just seem to be coming one after the other, and there doesn't seem to be anything for me to do. Sure, I can laugh, I can smile...but I still feel that emptiness inside. An emptiness that threatens to be filled with something far darker lest I do not do my best to find some lasting happiness.
But I know these are all just follish words on paper, paper that will probably serve only to darken my mood even further.
WHy do I feel so alone when I know I'm not? Why is it that I can help everyone with their problems...yet are so helpless to fix my own?
....I think I need to lie down.