home?

I don't know why I am sad here in this apartment. I just had dinner with my parents who I hadn't met for more than a week and a pretty long chat at home. We don't usually do it when I still lived there but tonight, there seemed to be so much to tell. Back here, when my imac is beaming pathetic Korean pop songs and i'm sitting on a rug, depression scythes through my heart. Well, it's been like half a month i gave up on the medication aimed at boosting my broken mind. The things worked pretty well but i had no idea when i could actually go without it. so i stopped before i am financially broke because of the 1000 dollar bill each month.