Drowning

Well, I thought I had made it to the point where I could start to be upbeat and face life again. But it was a false hope. It's a scary thought to think I have not yet hit bottom but there is definitely nothing stable under my feet. I am going through the motions of my life without really feeling my normal passion. Sure, there are moments of happiness, but at the end of the day, the gaping hole of depression swallows those and throws them into the black hole of oblivion never to be smiled at again.

Sigh, I just need to feel like I am accomplishing something. Everyday I feel more and more worthless. What good am I if I can't be happy or even make others happy? I need to find my path again. It's simply too terrifying to know where I want to be going but have no clue how to get there. Well, my original path has been blocked, I'll simply have to hack a new one... I just wish I had a sharper machete, and maybe a Sherpa to keep me company. *smirk*

Hugz...