Depressed, majorly. No real reason for it, my life is going pretty good right now, especially compared with the decade or two previous to it.
I talked to a shrink about my inability to connect with new people, my inability to give two shits about anything at all, including my own health and/or welfare. That the only thing I seem to care about anymore are my ideals.
He thinks Zoloft will help. Heres to hoping that I care enough to take it long enough for me to care enough to take it.
- No one still reads this, right?