Here we go again

Being depressed makes me sad.

haha See what I did there?

No, but seriously. I'm depressed again and I HATE it. I wish I knew what made me slump, so I could shoot it in the face. But that's probably the depression talking. I know that, as always, this too shall pass. It's temporary. I'll feel better in a few days, or at most, a couple weeks. But I almost cried at work today...for no reason whatsoever. They had me at the front of the store as a greeter (read: theft prevention), and there was no one to talk to. I just had to walk around in circles tidying things. So I was all alone with my thoughts, and thinking about the fact that I was depressed, or how frustrated I was that I didn't know what was causing it, made me want to cry. I imagined calling my friends to chat with them, and that thought made me cry. It was ridiculous. And it was just because I was alone with my thoughts. If I'd been talking to someone else, I would have been totally fine and smiley, though perhaps slightly panicky on the inside.

I need to laugh, and I need to sleep, so I'm gonna watch some tv and hit the hay. It's a good thing I'll be seeing Izzi tomorrow. That'll cheer me up.