I'm not having the best day. I'm also thinking its probably my fault.

I haven't gotten dressed, or eaten anything intelligently substantial.

I have done nothing but read all day and I know that this makes me depressed. I love to read but for some reason, hours and hours of it makes me depressed, irritable and sad.

I should know better than to do the three things listed above. They usually come like that too. I do all three or two of them. Its not a common thing for me to do only one of those things. Which means there's some underlying cause for my actions that prompts this response.

The depressed irritable feeling showed up about 4:30. I just started feeling very low. I don't even know a good way to describe it.

Mum came upstairs to ask if I wanted anything from Express because they were ordering pizza. I said sure and came downstairs to look at the menu, knowing instinctively my emotions were on edge and I needed to make sure I didn't snap at Mum or Grace. I spent 10 minutes looking at the menu.

Indecisive. That's bad for me. Very very bad. Thats a signal something's wrong. I already knew that though. Usually when I feel depressed thats a giveaway something's wrong. ....I should not be sarcastic on my blog, with potentially only myself.

I chose the chicken plate. I wanted like 5 things which also meant I wanted the mood boost carbs would give me. Phew, at least I know what all these things mean.