I heard the song "Homesick" by MercyMe on the radio on my way to school, and it made me cry. I listened to it just now, and it made me cry. I've heard it so many times before with no reaction. I'm not even sure why I relate to it so much, but it really hits me hard for whatever I'm feeling. Yes, I know this could be chemical, but I still don't think it is. But perhaps it's starting to get to the point where I need to see my psychiatrist. I don't want to be someone who thinks that every time I have turbulence in my life it can be fixed with a drug. I know that if I try something new, it will come with new side effects, and they won't be good. So in weighing the pros and cons of running to my psychiatrist right now would weigh more on the con side.
I've been complaining over and over that my old friends don't want to get together. Now one of my old friends asked me just last week when I was going to come and see her, and I didn't respond. What is wrong with me? I complain about it, then when given the opportunity, I don't take it. No wonder they must get fed up with me. I start feeling insecure about myself, not having seen them in awhile, and unsure of myself. I should take her up on the offer. Definitely. I will. At least, I'll try. I'll try to gather the courage to do it.
Here's the song Homesick: