afire.

I went to O’s bday.

Everything is fine, nothing is wrong. Yet these are the worst times for me; it’s like it is even harder to be depressed when I can’t pinpoint a reason to be down. I don’t really know how to explain it.. but I know that this is when I start self sabotaging, and making problems for myself, so that I can basically attribute my mood to the problem that didn’t cause the bad mood, didn’t exist before I made it, has nothing to do with anything, and will help with absolutely nothing. At least when I’m naturally stressing or something is actually going wrong I don’t feel so insane.