I hate that I wasted this day, the one semi-free afternoon I had this week.
I hate that I was too tired to make myself get off the couch.
I hate the way the house looks.
I hate clutter.
I hate our bedroom.
I hate the mess that we call the playroom.
I hate the way the "upstairs playroom" looks.
I hate that the kids' room is not set up well.
I hate the way I look.
I hate how out of shape I am.
I hate the laundry I still have to do.
I hate that even though I had a whole bunch of stuff on the to do list for today and I didn't get to any of it.
I hate that I had something really fun planned for tonight but needed to "check out" as soon as DH got home at 4:30. I've been upstairs ever since.
I hate depression.
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I'm so sorry that you are feeling like this.
hang in there. the lows are low, but each day is a new day...a chance to start anew.
Yup, depression sucks. Time to call the doc and get blood work done? Maybe it will help.
Hang in there, honey. When was the last time you saw your doctor and had meds adjusted? It might be time...
Try to get out of the house for a little break.
Good luck!
{{{R}}}
Big, big hugs R.
I raise my glass and toast to that. I understand all too well how you are feeling. I'm glad to read that since you have gotten your drugs. I hope you are feeling much better than this right now. :)
I feel exactly the same way. I'm stuck home all day, both kids at school all day. My husband won't let me get a job, I can't spend money, and all I do is stay in my pjs and sleep. I feel gross, I can't go get my hair done. I can't go tan. I can't join a gym. I'm stuck in a bubble. I was diagnosed with depression 7 years ago when we had to relocate for my husbands job. My husband does not understand how I feel, and chooses not to help.
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