I just finished working out and taking a shower when my grand mother springs out this lecture about life on me just as I was exiting the bathroom. Needless to say I didn't like what I heard. I mean who likes to be lectured, right? But this is one of the those things one must bare when living under somebody else's roof. I'm cool with the fact that she lectures me from time to time. I guess it was the timing of today's episode which struck a nerve. Her words and tone of voice portrayed me as if I wasn't doing anything and as if I was contributing to the problem... Despite this I just nodded in agreement.

She's helped me a whole lot despite her snide remarks at times. Sometimes I get to think that, that is her way of telling me that she's tired of it, which I totally have no qualms about. I won't deny it. I do need all the help I can get. And the ironic thing about this is, Perry... the last person I thought would help is the only one aside from my grand mother helping me right now. Though it may only be in a monetary form it is definitely better than nothing.

The thing I need most right now is moral support. I guess, I haven't have that in quite a long time now, especially from the people who are close to me, or so I think. I am starting to solve my financial problems bit by bit, but I still have a long way to go with my emotional endeavours. Maybe that's why I can't stop myself from buying electronic gadgets... it keeps me preoccupied and gives me a sense of something new in my life.

They say knowing the problem is a step towards the solution. I guess knowing that you are chronically depressed is a good thing. It's just a matter of coping with it. Thankfully I have this journal to listen to my thoughts for free ^^v.