EVERYTHING is going wrong, and although I feel livable now, for the past few days I've been off the scale depressed.
For those of you who don't know me, let's recap the misery:
I got hospitalised on new year's with a migraine that lasted 5 days. It took me 2 weeks to readjust back to living normally.
I got my first bout of depression for 5 weeks after the first semester exams. It was horrid.
I then quit university in May because things weren't working out, and I wasn't doing the work. I signed on, optimistic that my A-Levels and other qualis would quickly land me a job. 6 months later I'm still signing on and being rejected for jobs that people with GCSEs are getting.
I split with my long-distance gf who then had the ironic sense to move from the us to london, by when it was too late; I didn't feel the same about her.
I got another bout of depression. It's coming and going because I now have ABBA to listen to, but when it comes it's pretty rough.
On Wednesday night I was walking down here when the heavens opened on me. Having walked halfway down there was no choice but to complete the journey for 15 MINS, getting me absolutely soaked. When I come in here people start laughing and sniggering, for no reason fathomable whatsoever.
I decided to walk over to chess club once the rain had stopped, to prepare for that night's match. THEN when I've been sitting in there all wet for an hour one of the guys comes in and tells me it's been cancelled.
I wanted to get all of this off my chest, because sometimes at the moment I feel as though there is no hope, and that all the bad luck of the cosmos is being directed squarely at my nog.