letting out_a bit of myself

The other day I was feeling a bit blue, let’s say emotional, and I blamed it on the silly series I was watching and of course my period, it was that time of the month. Today, as I’m not even close to having my period I have no excuse to be feeling this way. I’ve been watching scrubs and I mean we all know that it is a comedy so why I have still been crying I have no idea. The concept of grand romantic gestures and the love of your life and this and that, I still ponder where inside me is that independent, strong girl that did not give a crap. I think a little bit about these moods and wonder how genetic depression really is, as if I look around the house I kind of see some images that, in the long run, I worry about. I guess I think about love and the people in my life, I think I could really respect my father more if he could help around the house, because I always see my mother struggle with so many things. I ponder how I could respect my brother more if he was not a jerk that doesn’t clean up after himself and doesn’t give a damn about anyone, but himself. I guess I could respect myself I bit more, at the end of the day If I was stronger. Wonder why I’ve not been happy lately with work and university, and ask why is this last year of my degree being so hard.