Im just so sick of being depressed. Im finally getting stuff done, my house is finally clean, I emailed the people I needed to about school, I did some reno work, Im running and dancing again and happy with myself.

Why cant I just be happy

Trying all my life to find this elusive happiness.

(Haha thats the third time today I casually slipped a word like that into my writing, elusive, prerequisite, subsequent. Seriously Im way more eloquent like this, other than the swearing which has gotten a little more out of control) (oh god add eloquent to the list of forgotten words I am suddenly using lol)