the other night i drank a bottle of wine and passed out on my living room floor crying to missy higgins and texting my mom. i wanted to tell her. but i chickened out and didn't want to talk about it. plus it was 1am.

winter bring out my depression, in full swing. december sucks.

i don't like holidays because it means family, and tradition, and celebrations and happiness. and i've never had that. i don't want to spend christmas by myself.