Today, I am so depressed. Although a number of factors have started my week wrong since yesterday, I think how I am feeling is more than just mere irritation or anger. I am depressed.
I am depressed because I cannot even style my hair the way I want to style it because I have to think of the well being of my child who breastfeeds.
I am depressed because I cannot find the time to lose weight without feeling guilty that I have to sacrifice time I should be spending with my daughter.
I am depressed because I am just so tired. I just want to have a vacation without having to worry about every little detail going wrong.
I am depressed because I feel neglected, by myself, and the people I hold dear.
I am depressed because although my job requires just the right effort on my part, the daily commute sucks the life out of me.
I am depressed because I want to do things that entails so much time and money that I cannot produce because I have to spend time with my family.
I am depressed because I cannot cry.
I am depressed and I am scared. God help me.
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