Life is so strange. Why is it that even when there’s nothing wrong, I feel like not everything’s right? Even when I know I have every important thing I need, I feel like there’s something missing. I am lucky to never have to starve, to have a wonderful house to live in, to have a family that genuinely cares for me, to have the ability to spend on objects I truly desire… then why have I been waking up in the morning these past few days with a heavy heart, and feeling like I could bite someone’s head off?