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19 August 2011 @ 01:59 pm
Huh, sometimes I forget I have this thing.  And then other times I remember I have it and look at what's going on in my life and with all my various projects and kids' activities and figure I'm not doing anything worth putting up in a more or less public forum anyway.  I'm not that interested in what's going on in my life most of the time, why would anyone else be?  This is the same reason I tend to give up on paper journals, pretty much.  I can only take so much of my own thoughts, I suppose, and no matter how stylistically I try to write, it doesn't make a bland everymaneveryday more vivid and memory-worthy.  I should probably say at this point that it tends to make me feel pretty shitty that I feel that way at all, given three beautiful, brilliant kids that I should want to remember every minute of.  This tends to lead to mire-filled spirals.  This is some variety of depression, I'm fairly sure, but like almost everything else it seems so flat and gray and boring that I really can't be bothered to care.  The migraines and other, lesser headaches - I don' know if they're a part of it or something different or what.  They've been around forever, though.


I haven't written anything in ages, or taken any particularly interesting pictures, so this was pretty much to wonder at the fact that I have an LJ and to whitter and whine about nothing.  And that's enough of that.
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Hobbit catgirl in leather boots and wicked smilekitrona on August 19th, 2011 11:12 pm (UTC)
*hugs* Yeah, that all sounds like my depression.