i struggle with depression. there. i said it. out loud and shit. i mean i’m not all the time, but my high and lows tend to flow like a microwave instead of a radio wave.

i’m not in the minority. i’m sure there are plenty of others in the world that have the same, if not worse, struggles than i. i’m not trying to write shit about me to get a pity party or shine a large spotlight on my life. i thought the blog would help me manage my feelings. at a minimum, this release should help with manage my own expectations of my life. it’s a good one. i have great friends, for the most part, and an awesome family, despite our shortcomings.

i find i take a lot personally. it’s kinda funny though. i try to project the persona that i don’t really give a shit, but i do. all the time. it’s frustrating and probably the catalyst of my depressive ebbs.

today was supposed to be filled with games and camaraderie, but all that fell through over a girl. i shouldn’t be angry but i guess i am. probably disappointed more than anything else.

i’ll text my son… he always makes me happy.