SUMMER.

Wow. It's already summer. I made it through the school year. That's... kind of crazy, honestly. I didn't expect to do it but I did. I got a boyfriend about... a week before it ended, which I'm ecstatic about. It's summer. I'm supposed to be doing all these fun, extravagant things, though all I have done is sit in my room, occasionally leaving to go out with said boyfriend. I wake up, stare at a screen for a few hours... then I go back to bed. What am I doing with my life? Why am I not doing anything to fix this lethargy? Everything I do is fun while I do it, but as soon as it's over I go back to being a sad sack. Music, talk to him, and sleep. That is pretty much my life right now. I wish I could say the beginning of summer break started out well, but it hasn't. As much as I hated school, at least I had something I could do, it was easier to be with my friends that way. I feel hopeless. I don't want to die but I don't want to live in my room the entire summer. This morning I could barely pull myself out of bed. I wanted to, I tried for hours to get up. But I couldn't. I keep asking myself all these questions, why don't I stop or fix it? I can't. I can't do it. I am gone. I don't know what to do.