New Start and a New Name

Wow, how long has it been since I've posted here? I completely forgot it even existed. But here it is, sitting idly for the last few years untouched. Where do I even begin?

I guess a life update is a start - I graduated college last Saturday, after six years. I barely scraped a degree out, but I got one and that's really all that matters. So now I'm a UCA graduate. Oh right, I guess I should mention that. I went to Hendrix for a full four years, was a useless depressed blob and basically failed that endeavor, but was too bitter to give up. Then I transferred to UCA, in the hopes that it would be easy enough for me to coast into an Anthropology degree. And I did it. I'm pretty proud of myself, actually.

I have no idea what's next though. Get a real job, I guess?

Well, that's for a later post probably. I should probably get to the point here.

So, now that I've got a lot more free time, I've been feeling listless. It's honestly a combination of shitty weather and not taking my meds (I really need to find that pill bottle, actually). But that's beside the point. The point is, I jumped on my tumblr account with the idea that i'd spruce it up, maybe organize it, turn it back into the sort of diary that it was originally going to be. That lasted maybe 15 minutes. And then I decided to just come back over here, to blogger, and start a new blog for like the 5th time. Lo and behold, I stumbled across this shriveled corpse. Like I said, I forgot this thing even existed.

With nothing better to do, I figured I may as well try to revive it. Make it a diary again for my life or the thoughts that are troubling me too much to talk about with other people. But I'm not a college kid anymore, so I felt a new title was in order. Thus, welcome to "The Life and Times of an Average Depressed Adult". Why "depressed adult" in the title you may ask? Well before you get your white suburban panties in a twist over how inappropriate that might be, consider this:

I am average. I am an adult. And I am really fucking depressed.

So there you have it, a simple title for a simple blog. I'm just another one of the countless average, depressed adults now, doing the best I can to find happiness and purpose. And that's really okay, isn;t it? I'm trying, and that should at least count for something.

Hopefully this new attempt works out better than the last...god i have no idea how many times i've tried to make a diary now, digital or otherwise. Let's say it's a lot and that my track record is dismal. But maybe you won't hear from me in two years, and instead i'll post again in two days. Maybe I'll just try to write daily - little snippets of my day.

Yes, I like that idea, I think. Just daily snippets of my life, my thoughts, my depression fueled monologues.

And maybe, just maybe, I'll get something therapeutic out of this.