Can I go back to bed please?

Here I sit, drinking water from my Nalgene bottle, feeling probably the most depressed I've felt in a few months. It's not like I've been depression free or anything, but I guess I've just been able to ignore it through work, chatting in the internet, playing a game, or watching a movie. These things have only helped to distract me from how empty and lonely I still feel. I really hate being single and it's been hard meeting all these godly women that live so very far away and/or are already taken. Sometimes the thing that makes me depressed the most is knowing how I can't help myself.

If you came to me with the same problems I'm having now I could probably say the right things to take your mind off the pain. Something to make you smile, maybe even laugh. And yet I can never do that for myself: I can never seem to solve my own problems or pull myself out of the depression. The only decent solution I've been able to find is sleep and that even that doesn't always work. It's so tempting to just pack up my stuff, leave work, and crawl back into bed. Sure it's a possible solution, but I don't think it's a good one. Especially since the next time I feel like this it won't take me as long to justify hiding from the world in bed.

Ugh. Anyway... this isn't getting me anywhere and I should get back to work. I really hope you're all having a much better day than I am.

Clemster.