Wednesday, December 5, 2012
There's a possibility that hanging around my dad makes me depressed, without me realizing it. I feel noticeably more depressed after coming back from a trip to legoland with my dad and siblings. It subconsciously depressed me maybe. I don't know, it's possible. If so, perhaps that's what pushes me to move out of this country, kinda like a fresh new beginning away from emotional baggage. I mean I I think it's good I stick around here, to be around my family. But maybe it's actually making me depressed. Because of the past that haunts me when I'm around them. As in, they remind me of those things. Whatever.