Friday, June 26, 2015

Backlog Posts // Every New Day

I am a mystery to myself. There are some parts of me I'm excited to discover and others...well I'd rather they stay in the dark corners of my mind. 
There are some mysteries that beg to be solved. Your mind sort of goes on strike until you choose/are forced to handle the situation at hand. 
That's what happened to me. My mind went on strike, that's the best example I can think of. I got very depressed, I couldn't think straight or focus very well and that caused problems all around. I lost interest in many things I once loved. I started dreading every new day.

Stella

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