It's been rough. I'm in some bad ways and some compound others. The lease of where I'm living is up next month. My only real option is moving back home. Things look shaky regarding said move. I question being able to have the funds for it. It may well end up a very hungry 2-day drive.

I've removed myself from the majority of the groups I was in. I didn't want to bring things down due to my own negativity and depression. I'm enough of a dark cloud around those that have to deal with me directly. No one wants to suffer with that online as well. Besides, I was basically a lurker with nothing to add to said groups. I've just been keeping to myself to avoid bringing others down with me.

Productivity and creativity wise, everything has basically come to a halt. I have lost passion for just about everything. I can't even bring myself to attempt to scribble. Everything I've made feels like it's trash and should just be torn down and thrown in the garbage with myself. I've told myself several times that I should just give up completely as nothing will ever come of my efforts.

There it is. Things have not been well and do not look like they will really get better any time soon.