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wherein I *really* lost my innate sense of hope and positivity. I don't often get to that point; I think maybe three or four times, at most, in my entire life. Part of it was probably hormone-related, but it kinda scared me.
I had a moment of wanting to give up entirely, and of not understanding why I'm here. I guess I sometimes just don't understand why it has to be such a struggle when I *do* try to let it not be. Carrying the burden of being the hopeful one sometimes just feels to be too much.
I'm tired. I'm tired of waiting for it to get better. I'm tired of trying to make it better and it not really getting very far. I'm tired of worrying; so I try to let it all go, but I can't turn it off completely because there is so much going on. I'm practicing detachment,but it is a challenge some days and I have to constantly be on top of that, too.
It was so bad I couldn't even be grateful. I got angry. Now I feel guilty about that too.
I don't see much to look forward to at the moment. There's just a bunch of stuff to 'get through' and 'get past'. Waiting, waiting, waiting. No real creativity. Ideas I've had seem silly, or not complete, or outdated, or unworkable. I'm stuck inside the house; bills are piling up; "just a few more weeks and we can do what we want... or not..."; etc. etc.
With the SO..he's doing better, but my emotions are either all or nothing..love or anger. I spend a day angry at all that's happened; then I berate myself to let it go and look forward. The next day, I am thinking about how much I love him and how I want to be supportive.
I try to be appreciative of what I have, and I have a lot to be thankful for. But I've lost my joy and excitement about life and I miss it.
Do I have S.A.D.? Maybe..I go tan two days a week for light exposure, so I don't think so. Am I depressed? Maybe, but I've never had a history of any such thing before. I'm a pretty stable person in general.
I don't know. Last year was basically emotional hell for me, and I think it's all coming home to roost now. I probably need to go to Al-Anon,but I haven't been able to get a babysitter to go yet. That may change this week.
I'm sorry for dumping like this, and I'm sorry for dropping the ball..but I'm just worn down emotionally. If you guys just give me a little bit to rest, I promise I'll pick up the ball again and catch back up. My well is just depleted, is all. I need to get this out.
Thanks for listening. Not fishing for reams of comforting replies. Just wanted to share in case anyone else was feeling this way too.
I do love you guys. Thanks for being there, in whatever way you are. I hope to be there for you more often than I have been as of late.
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