Today I woke up feeling so depressed. I'm not sure why. I went to an awesome concert last night with my boyfriend, brother, and friend Tim, and I had a wonderful time. Then today I woke up and wanted to cry, and felt lower than I normally feel. Tonight, I tried to aid that feeling with some chocolate peanut butter ice cream, and then, my dad brought us all slurpees as a a surprise. I had both. I feel like I've failed. My friend Kimmy says not to be so hard on myself, but how can I not when I look like this?
Sorry for this downer post. I needed to write it somewhere.

