Jan 30, 2010 10:34
I haven't been around.
What an understatement. I have the hardest time keeping journals. I hate that I feel so selfish when I write it. Who am I to think anyone wants to read about my mundane life? I'm no one.
I don't mean that, I'm just not doing so well. Sometimes I think that my seasonal depression is less seasonal and more depression.
I've been feeling really nostalgic lately. I was reading my chat logs this morning, it's one of my favorite things to do. I lost the oldest conversations with some of my best friends because I talk to them so much. Isn't that sad? I feel so sad without them. I click on their icon and it's like 'Nope, bitch. Nope'.
I read the chat log with my uncle instead. I shouldn't have. I don't think it'll ever not hurt to think about him. I don't want it to stop hurting. I don't ever want to stop thinking about him. Deaths have happened in my family before, but never anything like this. I've never felt like the entire universe is at a loss because of it. Because it is, he was everything.
God, this is depressing. Fuck this!