blah

I apologise in advance for the following post.

 

So... I'm not sure what is exactly wrong with me but I feel blah.  I hate talking about it when I'm upset for no reason but I thought I might try.  I just feel apathetic; there's a dark spot in my gut and I feel as if I'm being sucked into it.  Okay I may be a little melodramatic but I can't help it. 

 

I get like this probably once every four months or so and I hate talking to Jane about it.  She always has that slight look of panic in her eyes like its her or something she's done, and its not.  Its just me.  I really don't know how to explain it.  There isn't a catalyst that I can think of its just like I slowly slide into depression and it sucks - mainly because I don't have a reason to feel this way.  I have nothing to blame.  And so I sit here at work - as life around me moves in a blur.  <sigh>