it’s been a rough week. i’ve been trying not to let it wear on me, but i think that with the weekend coming up, it’s finally beginning to take its toll on me. i’ve been trying to keep my mind off of things by doing this or that, but slowly and surely, like a dam under pressure, i think that i’m beginning to crack.

it’s weird, though, i know that in times of hardship, most people generally tend to seek the help of others, but i’ve never been that way. instead, i usually become more of a recluse and i generally tend to avoid people instead of seek them.

i generally don’t find that talking about my problems helps me. usually, talking about my problems just bothers me even more about it and i end up feeling worse instead of better. this is a hard concept for some people to understand.

when i’m sad, i usually tend to drown myself in depressing music forcing myself to just wallow in the sadness that i’m in. i think my approach to things is to hit rock bottom as quickly as you can so that once you hit rock bottom you can start your way back up on the road to recovery. from an outsider’s point of view, i think that this may just look like i’m more upset or sad then ever, but really, i think it’s just my way of dealing with things.

but this week has been a long, painful one. the days seem to just drag on and it seems that there’s little to rejoice about. volleyball used to be an escape for me because i can take out any agressions i had on the court, but with my recent injury, i fear i don’t have much of an option there…besides, my ankle has actually been hurting a lot more recently. not sure why, i probably should go see a doctor if it keeps up.

in some ways i’m glad this week is over, but the weekend doesn’t really look to be much better. maybe it’ll be good to just relax and enjoy some quiet time away from the hustle and bustle of the everyday.

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