evidence of positive activity

I promise I'm not a negative person, I'm just a writer who tends to vent a lot. But I feel as if I have to prove the truth in this sentence because of all these depressing posts this week. I do have a life. I really, really do. And I don't sit around and sulk my days away as much as I would like to sometimes.

I do smile in some of my pictures, ya know. I don't always cry or frown or ask for hugs. I hope you believe me now, because I would even hold out my pinky to make this promise.

I have been getting ready for Christmas even though it's not even Thanksgiving yet. I have been going to Subway for my "depression food" because I figured I might as well make it healthy if I'm going to eat my feelings. I have been receiving skeleton straws from a boy who is marrying my best friend. And I have been taking weird pictures with a cardboard cut out at Wal-Mart.

So, I hope you believe me and these pictures are enough evidence.