Today I really don’t feel like writing but I know it’s the only outlet I have right now. I’m a bit emotional today as I write this post, I feel anxious. Most of my life I battled with severe depression and several years ago I was treated for it. I’m a glass half full kind of person but there are times my optimism deserts me. Growing up I was raised to see the world as being black and white, no in between, no gray areas. As I challenged my superiors with questions of why this and why that, I saw myself disagreeing with many things I was told. There are no right or wrong choices in life, there are just choices. Whatever reasoning we use to make those choices are at our own discretion. I’m afraid of commitment with ANYTHING, but when I do commit and I don’t see the rewards, my frustration builds. I put my heart and soul into people because that’s how I am, but it could always be worse.