It seems that my child and husband is the only thing really keeping me going
I didn't trust myself to be alone. I keep weighing the pros and cons, and I know I'm probably too chicken to do it, but I can't fantasizing these days about it... and that scares me..
I sleep through half of the day, but when I get up, I don't feel rested. I still feel tired, and I don't know what to do first, or where to start. I'm not interested in "doing" anything. I have to "force" myself to do anything. I have no desires, except to eat
Food has no taste. My house is getting messy again. My words don't come when I'm trying to talk to someone. I sound like I'm in grade school when I speak. My vocabulary sounds like a second grader. Really.
At least my loving husband is being very patient with me. Thank God.
I just want to get better, but things I've tried just don't work. I find it hard to do any house work anymore, because I cry uncontrollably over nothing, just like a big baby! I hate that, but I CAN'T help it.
its like this one line from a limp bizkit song- "its just one of those days that i dont wanna wake up, everythings f####d, " except that its not "just one of those days"- its each and every day.
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