Who Doesn't Love Depression?
Sometimes it gets tiring being the person who 'seemingly' has it all together so others can use you when they need you but when things are peachy keen for them just pretend you don't exist? 'Oh, don't worry about her...she'll be totally fine with everything. She always is.'

Feeling like I have for the past couple of days really reminds me of this time when I was a senior in high school and it was spring break. Well, the year before a bunch of us had gone to Panama City with one girl's mother chaperoning the lot of us. Senior year came around and I'm not sure if it was b/c I wasn't cool enough or what, but the same set of girls set a trip up and lo and behold, guess who wasn't invited. I know this might seem a bit petty to be mentioning, but this was the same group of girls who all throughout the year depended on me for rides and to listen when certain factions of said clique were being mean to them. I had one girl in that group that I really considered to be a friend and she knew how much it hurt me not to even be invited, but no one else did. I just went on my merry way, like I always do, pretending to be ok with everything. I guess that part is my fault b/c how is anyone supposed to know what is going on with you when you don't let them in. I suppose that I just figure why burden others with your bullshit when everyone has their own to deal with.

So, I have decided to burden this blog with my bs b/c I can. In any case, I am sure this feeling of blueness and uselessness will pass but I was feeling it and thought I should get it out before it consumed me. Please forgive my self-indulgent post and be ready for another post which I am sure will involve some type of weekend shenanigans!