Why Can’t I Be Happy

I have no idea what is going on with me. We started picking out things for the house today. You know like layout and such. The more I did it the more miserable I got. I think it is a combination of being afraid to be happy and the reality of the fact I will be here for quite some time.

Anyhow I don’t feel like writing and I am just gonna go to bed. 😦

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