I Battle Depression

Today I am sad. My armor isn't quite as polished as it usually is. My clothes have a few more wrinkles than usual, my hair isn't quite put together. There is a hole in my pocket and I'm out of thread.

Today I am not happy with myself. I slept for less than three hours because my mind wouldn't sit still long enough. My thoughts plagued me, tormented me. I haven't cried because that would take too much energy.

Maybe if I am super productive my life will have meaning? Ah! But that means I would have to try to act like anything other than what I feel...

Today I feel lost. There isn't a particular reason, at least not that I am aware of. I had a good week overall, I just am down right now.

Today I am lonely. Writing my thoughts has shed some clarity upon my feelings, and now I am planning on doing something about it.

Today I will fight the sadness and loneliness even with my dulled armor and chipped weapons.

Today I won't wallow. Because where is the fun in that?