life sucks, again. not even the great bike rides manage to cheer me up. darn, i am in that hole again. at least i do not need to write/work right now. (although i think a lot about my thesis and stuff.) august is my month off, period. a friend of mine is throwing a bbq party on friday. i am supposed to have fun, but that’s hard to accomplish… there’s even a name for my mood: dysthymic disorder.
I can relate to life sucks again, feel like a failure lost my job cause of a knee injury. Feel inadequate in my relationship with my boyfriend. Have no desire to do the things I used to love. My joking manner has escaped me, all I want to do is sleep and eat….I am trying to get better, does it ever end.