Conundrum

Getting sick of writing helpless, hopeless blog entries. I have to make some kind of a change. I guess I need to figure out what to do, and do it. But where do I begin? It's so easy to see solutions to other people's problems, but I'm not even sure what my problem is. Why am I so depressed? For one thing, I see myself becoming my mother- completely crippled by fear of other people. The only thing is, my fears always prove justified. I can't talk to anyone. For one thing, no one is remotely interested in anything I have to say. I listen to people ramble on all the time, but if I try to get in a word edgewise, I am accused of being self-centered and depressing. I'm considering just tuning out the world. I almost appreciate living in this tomb. At least I'm the only occupant......wait a sec. I've accomplished nothing. I'm just whining in another blog entry. That's running in circles. But, if I say how I feel here, no one is forced to put up with me......