I don�t feel social.
I don�t feel like doing much of anything.
Its not quite a funk�but certainly not fun.
I shouldn�t fight it, I guess.
I�ll just focus on riding it out. Letting it happen.
Occasionally I get the urge to start beating myself up. �You�ve wasted this weekend! What is wrong with you!?�
But so far I�ve been able to pull out before the downward spiral begins.
It�s an odd feeling.
I had a fairly quiet lunch with my parents today. I told them without self pity, �I�ve been feeling lost lately.� There was a pause. And somehow it felt good. They didn�t try to find out what was wrong. Or give me reasons for my feelings. They just allowed me the feeling.
I should allow it of myself.
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