I'm moody, but it's moody in a good way (for now). I have a good mood currently, but I know in a few hours or more that going to change. It makes me upset, like i keep getting this glimpse of happiness and disappears with out a trace. Sometimes when i get really bad, I completely forget there is a good mood coming. I live so deeply in the moment. For a year I've been exhibiting signs of a bad mental illness, and I completely ignored it because I thought that mood was just what I was feeling and who I was. Usually people in a matter of weeks would be able to tell there depressed. It took me a year! And it wasn't even I who brought myself to the doctors office, it was my mom who forced me. It's weird how I stood so open arms to my mental illness and just accepted it was apart of me. Sometimes I feel I'm too young for this to happen to me, I'm still in high school. :/ At the moment, I just look at other peoples positions and be grateful for what I have.