Nothing is satisfying to me lately and I'm not as happy as I used to be. Or it seems. I'm not content with anything, especially myself. I want, like a change or something. I don't even know.
I have fun, but that ends and then I come home to nothing...sit on this lame computer and reflect back to a night ago and realize the fun I had last night doesn't even matter anymore. All that matters, is this moment...the moment I happen to be doing absolutely nothing. It's depressing. I don't like being alone, and some people, especially my family, seem to think that something is wrong with me because I hate being alone.
Seriously, who wants to be alone? I think that is a perfectly normal thing to feel.
I'm annoyed and frustrated lately.