I’m feeling sad right now and nothing has happened to me except this depression that hits me from time to time. I have a really creative brain and yet I am plagued by depression and anxiety. Almost doesn’t make sense but I think that with any mental or emotional disability, there is a creative side to the brain that thinks in a way ‘normal’ people don’t think. I really believe that. I have a really big imagination. It can make things feel really good or it can make me feel scared and insecure. Depends on the types of things on my mind. There is no one to comfort me or cheer me up except if I ‘pretend’ I have lots of caring friends. At least I imagine what it would be like. My social phobia ruined my life. People in general just want nothing to do with me. Or they will only be my ‘friend’ on social networking and not call me or text or want to do things with me, The people I already know. I want better but not willing to get it. Maybe that means I don’t want it. Well, I tried “chasing” people down for years to be friends, calling, texting, writing letters. They didn’t get it, I guess. Well, I’m tired of talking about it.