I think this is over-used and over-diagnosed. Suck it up and put on your big girl or big boy panties. I cry all of the time. And just about as much I'm down in the dumps about things in my life but at the end of the day .. how much of what makes you unhappy do you have control over? Not much. I'm sure with how my life has gone I could have been put on some kind of anti-depressants long ago but why? What is that going to do for me? It's not going to change anything that has happened. They are not going to kiss my thoughts and make them better. They are not going to wrap me in a huge hug and say everything will be ok. Most days are a struggle. I battle with myself every day on the choices I have made and continue to make. I have always been super stubborn when doing things - always wanting to do things on my own and look where it has gotten me.
I just want my life back. I want each day to be a little more meaningful. And I want each step to be a little easier.
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