The daily dose of the depressionist.
I will do this everyday!
I want to get better at writing even if that means just writing to write, but those that know me know that I don’t write to write!
I write to feel.
I write to tell a story through my emotions and take you on a journey you will never forget.
now come and sit with me.
just for a moment while I tell you my worry’s of the day.
I’m sitting drinking my second coffee!
this coffee was ten dollars but I didn’t care because I told the coffee man to surprise me!
and as I stare out the window of Starbucks I find myself just trying to enjoy the moment.. because
moments like this hurt when you are all alone.. and I’m trying not to hurt right now.
i do like to sit and think though.
because when I do I normally learn something.
like who the guy next to me might be?
or why everyone else is in this coffee shop with me?
or am I the only real person in the room?
but it doesn’t matter because all of those thoughts are just a distraction from what I really want to consider.
I think I’m running from myself and avoiding who I really am.
I feel angry at myself because I can’t seem to enjoy the beautiful sun outside,
I can’t seem to find peace right now.
and now that I think about it I think that that’s because I’m looking for it.
maybee looking for something makes it harder to find because I’m looking in the wrong areas… idk just a thought

I am...