Update

Hey!
Yeah, I know... it's been a while. I guess this is one of those days that I'm glad I have only three or so loyal readers. Any more than that, and there might be people who miss me.
So here's what you missed on Glee in the past few weeks: I've helped my parents move into their dream home, I've redone lot of furniture, I've been up and down dealing with my depression, and my father is in the hospital with a broken hip, which led to the doctors discovering what they say looks like cancer.
I know - that's a lot.
Something I've learned in my 25 years is that although there may not be much I can control, I can do my best not to make my misery worse. I can surround myself with things that make me happy. Things like family, music, painting, TV, and Jeremy Renner.
Not the real Jeremy Renner. Just... you know.... fan fiction, movies, pictures, etc.
Anyway, I think things are starting to get better. Yes, I'm still dealing with depression. Yes, I still have those days when I just can't get out of bed, just can't force a smile, just can't have a conversation for the life of me. But sometimes it's okay to escape the real world for a fantasy world. As long as you are able to separate the two, and as long as you know when to be in which, both worlds are acceptable.
Sherlock (BBC) has become my new obsession. I have watched the same six episodes probably ten times now over the past two months. It's always good. And I have fallen in love with Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. I'm even reading the Sherlock Holmes stories all over again for the first time since I was probably 12 or 13.
Some of you are trying to start a business or you already run one. I am about to start business school with the same goal in mind. Please, PLEASE don't let yourself feel bad when you have days you feel less than adequate, maybe like a failure, maybe talentless. You're amazing. If you see beauty in your work, so do others. Maybe not everyone, but then how boring would it be if everyone had the same taste in art? There would be no variety, therefore no conversation.
True story.
I can't bop you on the head with my magic wand and make you confident in what you do. I wish I could. If I could, I'd bop my own head with it, because believe me, I am far from confident in my work. Every day is a battle, but I fight with my head held high and my mind set on happy thoughts, thoughts of whatever cheers me up... and you know what? It's okay if the things that are "supposed" to make you feel happy don't always. Do what you need to do. As long as you're not hurting yourself, do whatever you must do.
Be happy. Decide to be happy. Try, at least.
You're worth it.
See you soon, hopefully.