Today was weird. My mom told me that the reason I maybe gaining weight and sleeping a lot is because Im depressed. I really never thought that I was depressed but maybe I am. I thought that I never did any school work because I was just being a lazy senior but then I realized that I have absolutely no motivation for anything. Not even for work. I don’t go out as often as I did last year and I like staying in and just sleep. Maybe I was depressed this whole year and never even realized it until my mom pointed it out. I always look forward to just being at home and try to avoid everyone. My mom made an appointment for a therapist and maybe he can tell me if I really am depressed. I also realized that i can really be cynical and pessimistic towards other people especially my parents. The constant eating and weight gain is also another factor that lead my mom to believe Im depressed. Its a little scary that it took someone else to tell me I was depressed for me to actually see it on my own. The feeling of being alone is also something dominant. I think if people knew I was depressed they would be surprised because you don’t expect the funny goofy silly guy to have problems but sadly I do.
I know I love you because when you smile it literally feels like you bright up the room and I just cant help but smile myself