Oct 13, 2008 08:43AM
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How can you be expected to do ANYTHING when you go from euphoria to despair at the blink of an eye. The thought of not knowing when I get up; go to bed; or anything in between will be good or bad - just *****. I am so sick of it. Last week I was good and proud of my progress, and over the weekend (event caused depression), I sat in my townhouse surrounded by clutter and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping - crying and crying and crying. Friends called to check on me, and I was able to pull of the "I am fine....HEE HEE..." long enough to ensure that they didn't come over.....no company.....no visitors.....preferably no PHONE CALLS! Just blinds shut, doors closed, sleeping mask on, tv on something boring, and SLEEP.
40 years old and exhausted from being me. I HATE THIS ****!
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