Today I'm feeling really depressed. Again. It's just 12.21pm when I started to write this post and I'm quite drunk already. Last week or two have been horrible. I think it's coming back of this stupid, horrible, awful depression that I had before. Why it is coming back? Why I can't feel happy when the good things happen to me? Why everything around is just depressing me more and more every day? In some moments I can realise that I should be happy! Cause I have family, friends, job that they appreciate me... but... That's the thing, that it doesn't give me any pleasure, any happiness, any joy. I'm writing those things here because I know no one who actually knows me who read this. That's good. I don't have to feel ashamed or explain those things to anyone. Fine. That's it. Bye.