This is just a little "What's SynDrome doing" Journal to let most of you, especially my friends I talk to religiously, know I'm still alive and kicking. For the past few weeks I have been struggling with a nasty spell of depression. Surprise, surprise, an artist who suffers from depression, who would have thought? I'm sorry, that sucked, it was a failed attempt to cheer myself up a bit. Any ways, as of tonight my depression came to a head, even now I find myself giving in to the over whelming desire to weep. I wanted to post this journal not as an attempt to get some pity, but as reason as to why I have been and will be away for a bit. I hate to distance myself, but I think it may be best if I have a little time to be by myself, as best as I can anyways.

To those of you I find myself always talking to, please be patient. I'm eager to talk with all, but as of right now I'm far to sad and tired to give you guys to proper attention you so rightfully deserve.

Should any of you be worried, know that I'm alright, these come and go every now and then. While this one may be one of the nastiest I've had in a while, it's not the worst by far. I'm alright, I just need some time alone.

~hugs~ to you all. Take care.

I have nothing cute to say here.
{SynDrome}