Depression.

I am going to be proactive about this.

My overall plan is to:
Improve my sleeping habits
Improve my eating habits
Exercise
Think positively
Do my homework

Tomorrow, I will:
Wake up at 10 AM, no later.
Wake up to a large breakfast.
Do my Spanish and English homework.
Attend the Festival Isis meeting at Trump Tower at 2 PM.
Eat again.
Go with coworkers to Fabric shop to determine which fabrics will serve best as tablecloths for each respective Gala.
Go back home and work on Festival Isis Marketing campaign.
Eat dinner.
Work on more homework.
Snack on some yummy fruits.
Perform cognitive therapy on self.

Um, okay so I'll exercise another day. No biggie right? O_o


This post was written for me. Please do not comment. Depression is an ugly thing, and it has encompassed me so wholly, so entirely that had I been considered ugly before, it should be of no consequence when compared to the absolute hideousness that has become of me. I can feel the very whole of my being shrink as time goes by, and I feel myself imploding into a deep chasm of black gravity.

Curiosity has gotten me into this mess, but I know hope can get me out. She just hasn't left the box yet.

Please take care of my heart when I cannot. I'll take care of the rest.