The last few days have been really rough. I do not know what is going on with me anymore. I've been sleeping for ten or more hours each night and refusing to wake up even when I have something planned. My desire to go outside is gone, c.o.m.p.l.e.t.e.l.y.

Hanging out with others is draining because I have to pretend that I'm interested--pretend I care. Truth is that I don't. I don't care anymore.

The only good thing is that I keep working out. I do feel better after a long workout and I do look forward to them, but I still do not see any improvements.

My weight is still 133.2 lbs and I do not feel lighter. My waist has decreased by 0.6, which should make me happy but it does not. Blah, I need motivation but right now I think I need to get back to studying.