Depression in Prison

September 18, 2014

Today I struggle to get motivated. I feel like I'm being weighed down by a bag of bricks. Mental depression is very real and it bothers me to no end. I don't understand why the changing of the season can have such a drastic and dramatic effect on my life. No matter how much I feel demotivated by this disorder, I refuse to give in to this debilitating disease; I refuse to allow this illness to take control of my life. I see now that I just have to prepare myself for this time of year, to be ready to work harder at maintaining a daily routine that's goal oriented and productive, remaining vigilant and aware of my mental state, my environment and my reaction to the environment, mentally and physically as well.