eyes blurry

I'm miserable. I'm so sad right now and the anxiety I feel about whats to come in the next minute, hour, or day is twisting my stomach up in knots. Getting out of bed is an effort and no one really wants to hear that. It's so much harder to try to be happy than to actually be happy. Never would have thought of that. I never knew that being this sad could be so engulfing. You feel like every little bit...just isn't enough. I miss being laidback. I miss being driven. I miss being happy.