The past three days I have had no motivation.  I went to crossfit all those days (other than today) other than that, I’ve been in my bedroom which is in the basement in the dark.  I feel severely depressed and I don’t like it.  I crocheted my first project (headband) so I was happy with that, but I just feel so down in the slums.  I don’t know.  I can pinpoint a few reasons why I feel like this… but I just can’t get myself out of it.  I’m not even hungry, and if you know me… you know I am eating every other hour since the second I wake up.  I am only eating now, because realistically and for my health I have to, but there is absolutely no appetite.  Greg’s not here.  He’s at his best friends cottage which sucks, so I even even more alone because of that.  I don’t know.  I’m not sure why I’m writing this, I thought getting my thoughts out would help, but it’s not.  I need friends, I think that’s part of my problem.  I spend far too much time alone, in my thoughts… I think that’s part of the reason I’m becoming so attached to crossfit is because at least I am social for an hour of my day… eh, whatever.