I wonder if the reason is that I'm scared to put my thoughts down on paper, whether I'm just avoiding having to think about anything at all. Life goes on and I'm not sure what I'm doing. I have moments of clarity where I ask myself what the fuck am I doing? And then I just go back to the job, home, TV, friends, sleep, and start all over again the next day.
In reality it feels like I'm taking a break from life.
When did I stop being a positive person?