I think I'm depressed again. I haven't really felt this way in awhile, but I just feel like I have nothing to hold on to and no one to talk to. It makes for a very lonely existence. That whole futility about changing my personality doesn't help either.
I have a feeling this won't even be read by anyone - the one person who usually reads this is understandably probably pretty busy right now. I guess if I don't make that many posts, I can't expect that many people to read it.
I can't even get myself to call someone on the phone just to talk.
I went to see the dentist yesterday for a crown. I'm not even sure the novocaine was injected in the right place. They could only give me a temporary one for some reason. I accidentally popped out the crown when flossing. So now I probably need to go back again today. All that pain. And for what? I'm supposed to go to a Tchaikovsky concert tonight with my mother. Because of that, I will have to make the appointment for during work hours.
Is every post I make merely a cry for help? The doctor says discussing the lack of motivation is a step in of itself. It isn't action though. I tried to print my last post for my last appointment with him, so of course the printer didn't feel like printing and I didn't have time to troubleshoot it.
At work yesterday, one of my coworkers said that I left a sheet of paper with "all of our passwords" written down on it in the conference room. He thinks I wrote it. I'm pretty sure someone else wrote down one password for the local administrator account to the desktop computers and nothing else. I'm pretty pissed of that they lay the blame on me out of hand. I explained what that sheet of paper was to my supervisor when she originally showed it to me.
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You have at least 1 person who reads your entries. There is hope.
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