Feeling Blue...

So I have been really struggling lately with life. School doesn't seem to be going awesome for me (but does it really for anyone who is so close to being finished?) Work is fine, just time consuming. My personal relationships are falling apart. And maybe this is my fault because I don't have time to maintain them, but I feel like I try really really really hard to make sure that my friends know that I really care about them. But that feeling is just not reciprocated in my opinion. Coaching is still fun, but I forgot how mean girls can be to each other. If I have to have one more "talk" with them about not talking bad about each other or writing inappropriate things online about each other I will seriously go crazy! Oh and then there's the lovely PDA talk that I have with them all the time! They need to just listen. But how do you tell 16 16 year old girls to listen? It's tough. I am thankful for my AWESOME niece (who turns 2 on Saturday!!!) and for all the time I get to spend with her. I especially love that she dresses herself these days! I just need to find something to get me through these tough times. I feel like since right before Christmas I got so down about spending the holidays alone (again) and just about turning 25 (10 days) and I haven't been able to bring myself up at all. I feel like I'm getting deeper and deeper into this depression and I'm smart enough to know that that's not a good thing. Oh and I have to find a date to Copper Hill's Sweetheart's dance in February since it's sponsored by the cheerleaders and I have to go. Where on earth am I going to find I guy to go to a dance with? It would most likely be a first date, and a high school dance at 25 is not awesome for a first date... yeah this process should be interesting. I offered a prize for the cheerleader who finds me the best date... That could be pretty risky. On a brighter note I have ran 30 miles since Monday... so don't suggest exercise as a cure for the depression... I have been trying that and it's not working out so well for me. I just don’t know what to do anymore. Maybe I have just been here too long.