Day 285: a familiar feeling.

This is probably not the best news for the shiny, happy image of my sober crusade, but I've told you everything else about me, so let's wade in. You remember I said that once upon a time I was frustrated with everything, and that after a while off the piss I noticed a miraculous turn around? Natural happiness started surging through my veins, and things that had seemed awful suddenly seemed okay. No more frustration, no more unhappiness. Well I'm afraid to say the frustration is back. I don't know why it is, but I can feel doubts taking hold, dead ends forming, my confidence waning. I feel like I am doing the wrong thing somehow, like I am not where I am supposed to be. I feel like lucky breaks happen to other people. I feel like no one is helping me get to where I want to go (why should they? They have missions of their own.). And I know that negative thoughts like these aren't going to help me get anywhere better. So I need to snap out of it somehow. I have considered getting my blood tested to see if my vegan diet hasn't robbed me of my happiness nutrients. But until I do that, I plan to exercise my way back to positivity. Yoga tonight (done), running tomorrow. And whatever comes after that.