Venting

It's almost 8 o'clock in here, happy hour has just ended and I started running a gel instead of going drinking with lab mates. I just sat down realizing I should have gone with them but most probably I would not be working tomorrow morning and I sadly need to make everyday at work count. At least that is the excuse I am giving myself. I have been depressing over this because lately I have been saying no to lots of things I usually used to say yes and I tell myself that I need to end Phd and then I will return to my old life, but I am starting to wonder if it is too late to go back. I seriously don't know what happened to me. It just did