He took the midnighttrain going anywhere <3

Yesterday an angel was taken from us way too soon. Cory Monteith. I'm kind of shocked about the effect it's had on me. I've been grieving the loss of him all day as if he was someone I knew well. I've been so sad.

I've been sad this whole summer pretty much though. Well not all summer, but for like 3 weeks now. The first few weeks of summer were all parties, friends, enjoying new life and getting over old love. Now it feels like I've (yet again) taken too many steps backwards. Grieving lost love, isolating myself, enjoying absolutely nothing. I'm scared nothing will ever get me out of this. Three years (or maybe even more) is far too long a time to be feeling like shit almost every day. I can't even remember exactly how long it's been or why it started. Maybe there is no reason, and no particular beginning. Maybe it grew on me, like a bad tumor. Sounds like a terrible comparison but depression is a sickness too. And if this isn't a sickness I'm even more scared. What is gonna happen to me if this doesn't ever stop...