Lethargic, ohh how that word just sounds like I ate too much; pasta. Ya know, that feeling after Christmas dinner when your like, I should be happy, but now I can’t move cause of all this food in my belly. Well anyway, that is how I’m feeling about my life, blurghhh. Sooo much I want to do, even more holding me back. Most of all this hatred I have of being happy. Anyone else feel that? Like you don’t deserve to be happy, even though you KNOW YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE! How is it that people shake off the blues and become bright bundles of successful joy. If anyone has been here and got through this kind of feeling, do feel free to butt in and make me listen to you. I’d love to learn from your past!