Lately I've been so apathetic to everything. The magazine, which I love and am putting my whole heart into, is the only part in my life that I can breath passion. I hardly go out anymore and I'm constantly working on news assignments. I've been so apathetic to the opposite sex lately its disconcerting. I have no urge to flirt or chat whimsically, I refuse dates even if I can see myself liking them, I don't answer texts. I simply have no genuine interest.

I think too, I've just seen how easily bullshit can get to people. And I don't want that in my life right now, so I'm steering clear. I feel like a robot with a post-it note personality.

Its as if I'm waiting for somebody to snap me out of it. When really I'm doing it to myself.