I have no idea why I feel the need to post here. I am desperate to vent to people I don't have to face on a daily basis, I suppose. I have a Livejournal, as well, and many friends on there, but I guess I don't want to look like I am complaining.
I should be very happy. Essentially, I guess I am. I have had a really rough... time. I don't feel like typing a long life sob story because that's not the point of why I'm here, I guess I am just frustrated with myself for not being able to deal with it all and come out on top. Today I am super frustrated and tired and I just want to sleep. I should be happy. Despite all that has happened over the last 11 years or so, I have now graduated from University, I have a job I really like, I have a great girlfriend who I am living with, my family is great, and even though there are some things that suck, I am sure the good outweighs the bad.
Yet over the last few weeks all I have wanted to do was sleep and sleep and sleep and I have no idea why.
Are we allowed to talk about prescriptions on this site? I am on a few anyway, I just got back on them on Friday, and I swear they aren't helping at all, not that they have ever "magically helped" in any less than their 6-8 week expected time, but I swear they are just making it WORSE.
Sorry this is so incoherent. The more time passes, the more there is to tell. Then the more there is to type, and the more pathetic everything sounds. Then it just looks like you wanted a bunch of internet "*hugs*" or whatever, and that isn't what I wanted or came for, not that I have any idea what I wanted or came for anyway. Who knows. I'm sure everyone has a story to tell.
That's it for now, I guess.