Thank you for your concern ladies.
I don't think it's the chlorella. It's my life in general and my financial situation in particular which are causing me to get depressed. I know the economic depression affects everyone and my boyfriend keeps telling me that some people are worse off than me,
I heard it so many times during the past twelve months that I don't want to hear it, because it's not getting better, it's simply getting worse for me. I graduated last year and I hoped to find a job, to no avail and most of the students who graduated with me (with the same B.S. in Education) haven't found a position either.
I don't like to give details about family matters online, so let's just say that my family treats me like a child and they still do not treat me like the 25 y.o. WOMAN that I am and have been for a while now... They're always talking about me as if I was crazy or going on drugs or having a child OOW. Although I keep telling them that none of the above apply to me, they insist that I must do as they say, because I am living at my sister's house rent-free (only because I don't have anything to pay rent with). Thus, the need for me to get independent... I even worked with a temp agency which scrued me when I went back to school in Jan.
Last night, I had to stop myself from doing a big chop and start anew with my hair because I was so depressed and frustrated... Have any of you ever felt like that? It's like I'm so mad that I want to hurt myself, but I'm a sissy...
Can't take pain or don't want to take my life away unless God says it is time for me. So I wanted to cut my hair badly... I have always been a pessimistic person, so when the best happens to me, I always look calm because I just can't believe it, which is the reason why I don't think chlorella is to blame.
My financial situation has gotten to the point where I have to choose between paying my bills and buying groceries (chlorella was the last thing I bought for a reason other than the two I mentioned above).
My parents come to my "rescue" everytime they sense that I can't manage but I feel bad, because that's the kind of thing that encourages their attitude toward me...
As for my boyfriend, the situation gets to him more than it should. He complains that I am not as talkative as I used to be, that I am beetchy...and I was honest with him. Right now, I'm having some difficulties that only a job or the lottery could solve so I still love you, but stop taking my depression personally. He even asked me where we were in our relationship last night
Men can be such babies... I haven't argued with him, or even yelled at him, so he has no reason to worry about our relationship status which has been like that for 3 years already and isn't about to change...
Anyhow, maybe I just need a good sweat to relieve my tension... Like my boyfriend said, some people are hit harder than me by this economy.
Off to hit the books for my tests. Later.