was fucking horrible. I don’t remember ever having that bad a night, depression-wise (is that how you punctuate that? I don’t even know). If I ever have. I don’t even know why; there was nothing more serious that happened than history homework (which, by the way, I didn’t do any of last week’s assignments).

Someone convince me to call my doctor. Because I think that I believe, on some level, that if I don’t have to go in for an appointment other than med checks, then I’m doing okay. Regardless of everything else.

By the way, is anyone else ridiculously introspective? Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one that’s at my level as far as that goes. That’s probably where all my interpersonal skills are.

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