The Rabbit Hole. 2/9/2021

 ...and it's dark.

I started writing my book after I finished the last blog. That didn't last long.

I get so damn distracted. One thought leads to the next until I'm focused on something totally unrelated to what I was doing in the first place. I hate it. I can't stand it. I feel so broken, like I live with an ERROR 404 on my forehead.

Things went dark pretty quick. I ended up on Facebook somehow, a social media parasite and the tide of depression began to rise. I'm looking up a friend one second, and then the next, I'm mentally shopping at Home Depot for rope. Then, like glue, I'm stuck in my head, mulling over my failures and realizing I will probably never achieve anything. My chest gets heavy, and I feel the tears preparing for the daily show as I rest my face in my hands.

It hurts. 

It's always going to hurt unless I do something about it.

I must do something about it.