Today’s going to be tough. Depression is weird and tricky. I’m unmedicated when it comes to all of my mental health hiccups so that sort of makes it weirder and trickier. I woke up and everything was just heavy. I tried to wrap my hair all the way around my head and block everything out but I got too warm after awhile. I wonder if there’s ever going to be a time where I don’t have to send out “I hope things are going well for you” for you to care about how things are going for me which would be not very well, thank you very much. I feel like I should go away for awhile but there really isn’t anywhere to go and that’s been making all of this harder. Would that change things? If I had a place to go? I don’t know. I really don’t know a lot about this. Everything hurts and everyone forgets. I don’t know what I’m doing but there’s no one to open up to. There’s just nothing.
Being vain in fluorescent art installations.