An edgy man, in a warm Equestria

Equestria is fine, if you want to surround yourself in a rainbow, that is. Equestria, is fine. But not if you're feeling bad. When I'd first appeared, it was like they immediately knew how I was feeling.

It's creepy, honestly. No one is used to me yet, but not in a sense that they won't talk to me. It's literally the opposite.

They talk to me in hopes that they'll pull me out of my room, where I spend most of my time. It's where I do my deepest darkest thinking. That's not to say that I haven't noticed a fair pattern, even if I'm not paying attention to the outside.

It starts off as such.

I wake up, I eat, and I go back into my room and lay onto my bed for another few hours. During those hours, there are four groups. One, is the usual delivery pony. Derp-eyed in all her glory, she gives me all my mail.

Two is where my day starts to get rocky. Two is where Twilight, Rarity, and Fluttershy decide to come around and coax me out. I'm still waiting to be dragged out of my room.

Three is mid-day, and is where Pinkie drops by. She supplies my sweets, among other things. She always gives me this weird look when I do my 'happy face'. I swear these ponies can see straight into my soul.

Four is simply just Fluttershy. She keeps trying to get me out and will try for hours on end to get me out of my room. It... scares me how much she tries to peer in. Thank god for blackout curtains.

So. Now that we've got my daily schedule, you must be wondering what I'm doing right now. I'll tell you, because it is not that hard to guess.

Nothing. Yup. I'm literally, doing nothing. I'm on my bed and staring up at my dull ceiling. That's it.

What is there to say, other than "Oh hey, yeah. I'm freakin' depressed. Could you not visit my place? Thank you."