My break is over today. Work resumes tomorrow.
I’m not excited or anything. I’m ready for summer break.
I don’t feel like I accomplished anything. In a weird way, doing nothing was a goal of mine. So, I guess I did that. I didn’t clean like I should have. I didn’t go through old clothes like I should have. I didn’t catch up of schoolwork like I should have. I was a total bum this entire week.
Part of me feels bad about it. I didn’t execute my plans once again. It’s something that is easy for my depression to latch on to and it certainly does. I’ve had more low days this week than I have in a while. It happens. Its happening now.
Sorry about my rambling today. I’m obviously not in a good headspace.