Got to sleep in today, woke up feeling depressed ass hell. Wanted to do nothing more than stare at the computer and do nothing. I had to study, but i couldn’t concentrate. On anything, really. I had to resist the urge to switch on the TV (I haven’t watched TV in over a year) because I knew I would stare at it for hours and hate myself when six o’clock rolled around and I got nothing done.
“Shora. You need to leave the house. Right Now.”
“But it’s hot and there’s nothing to do.”
“I don’t care. You have to leave the house. Bring stuff to study if you feel like it. Make some coffee, leave the house.”
“But i don’t want to.”
So I left the house. It felt like a massive achievement, but I did. I didn’t really do much besides wander around campus, but eventually I found a bench and did some studying. I still don’t feel awesome, but I do feel better for doing SOMETHING, and rewarding myself for it.