stop

Stop thinking about him. Do not think about him.

Happiness

I've realised that happiness isn't for me.

I've always wanted to be happy and now for a a while, I've had such a positive way of thinking.

But what I've realised is that it's not for me.

Back when I was a depressed little girl, I was more inspired to do everything. I felt more inspired to study, to create art - to do something! But now that I feel contentment... I seem to do nothing. I just don't feel like it. Heck, it makes me feel unmotivated...

Being happy is like constantly being high - you feel good, so you get shit done. Why ruin the great feeling with something that makes you feel like shit? But let me tell you, it's when you feel down that you want to get out of it, get better and do something, just to feel a bit better. And then work is the best answer.

I've got used to being depressed. Maybe I never should've but I did. And now it feels queer without it.