As with all stories, good or bad, there must be a beginning but not with mine. I have spent much time in trying to discover the cause of my unrelenting torment and after many unsucesful attempts I have come to the conclusion that it has always been there, like a beast lurking in the shadows hunting its prey...

Depression often sneaks up on me and the reason for it is unclear. have sought after help but even that did not solve anything. I believe that I am bound to this fate but realize that I am not alone in this and it is for that reason that I have started this blog, well that and the insomnia.

My life has become animated, almost robotic in a sense. I will wake up each day and from the moment I walk out of my door I will put on a mask, in order to shield my true emotions from the world. This has become unbearable and only enlarges the void that rests within the convines of my being. I no longer know what to do as the emptiness only seems to grow and no amount of friendship or companionship seems to be able fill the dark void...

I am alone!

(Excuse all typos or spelling errors, doing this off a crappy mobile)