Actually, depressed is more the word.

I find myself playing repeatedly in my head about what I should and shouldn't have done. I think I've never made the worst decision until now. I should have listened to my heart instead of my head. Afterall, who knows what will happen in the future, right? If I had done that, I wouldn't be suffering so much now. All of my own doing. Everything seems so bleak. There's just this void in front of me, and I can't go beyond it to see what's ahead. ):

I've never felt so down before. I don't feel motivated to do anything at all. This feeling of blackness is so immense that I can't even begin to articulate it. No one understands how I feel, and I've given up trying to talk about it.

On a totally unrelated matter altogether, the haze is worsening. There's this perpetual smoky tint and charred smell to the air. Maybe I should just take many deep, deep breaths and hope I die of asthma or something.

Actually, depressed is more the word.

I find myself playing repeatedly in my head about what I should and shouldn't have done. I think I've never made the worst decision until now. I should have listened to my heart instead of my head. Afterall, who knows what will happen in the future, right? If I had done that, I wouldn't be suffering so much now. All of my own doing. Everything seems so bleak. There's just this void in front of me, and I can't go beyond it to see what's ahead. ):

I've never felt so down before. I don't feel motivated to do anything at all. This feeling of blackness is so immense that I can't even begin to articulate it. No one understands how I feel, and I've given up trying to talk about it.

On a totally unrelated matter altogether, the haze is worsening. There's this perpetual smoky tint and charred smell to the air. Maybe I should just take many deep, deep breaths and hope I die of asthma or something.