So right now I feel deflated - I suppose it is like a depression, maybe a mild one of sorts (my heads telling me not to tell the world I am depressed). I'm guessing it comes from my oldskool agoraphobia, looking on the bright side of things, having this anxiety disorder has made me really really anxious to go out and do something - anything, the problem is when I go out nothing monumental happens (should I expect this?) so I go home feeling more anxious to go out and do something and I just go deeper because nothing happens the next time around I go out. I'm talking career/relationship wise. You get me? I want something to happen - but the thing is when I do go out I'm too much of a pussy when I go out to just roll the dice and make something happen, when it is my philosophy to go out and grab life by the balls and create opportunities in the 3 tiers of life being health sex and work.
Right now I'm lazy and lethargic as fuck and I'm eating crappy. Fuck this writing shit I'm going to do something.
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