Today is the first day of 2013 and I know I need to write. I should have written weeks ago, but I having a difficult time thinking clearly and positively. I have a lot to be thankful for, but I am getting overwhelmed due to my lack of alone time. I forget how much healthier I am when I have time to think. The stack of books that I need to read is growing taller and homework has still not been done. I feel like days have gone by wasted, but in reality they were mainly spent with family and once in a while a few friends. I know that it is good to spend time with family, but I also look back and can't remember where the days went (disadvantage of not having a good memory) and have nothing to show for what was accomplished during them...Maybe I'll be able to finish this tomorrow after I get off work...
I think it's possible that I feel so lethargic about writing and opening up because I am feeling a lot of pressure from my family constantly when I am around to open up to them. I feel so emotionally exhausted from dodging their probing interrogation (that has the best intentions, but I don't appreciate) that I can't even think about having the energy to write something worthwhile here.
