all i'm capable of doing after 4:30pm today
is going home to stare at the walls in my apt.
really. no joke.
not quite sure what it is. maybe i need to go up on my anti-depressants; maybe the bad stuff is starting to creep again because it's not high enough. maybe i haven't had enough down time, quiet time, me time, where i am not obligated to others. maybe i haven't seen my counselor in a really long time and having an appt with her tomorrow is not soon enough. maybe i'm having a really hard time figuring out what i really want in my life and i'm afraid of hurting everyone because of it. maybe i haven't seen my pat in a really long time.
maybe i wish that i could crawl in a hole all by myself for a few days and lay in a fetal position with a big blanket.
really. no joke.
not quite sure what it is. maybe i need to go up on my anti-depressants; maybe the bad stuff is starting to creep again because it's not high enough. maybe i haven't had enough down time, quiet time, me time, where i am not obligated to others. maybe i haven't seen my counselor in a really long time and having an appt with her tomorrow is not soon enough. maybe i'm having a really hard time figuring out what i really want in my life and i'm afraid of hurting everyone because of it. maybe i haven't seen my pat in a really long time.
maybe i wish that i could crawl in a hole all by myself for a few days and lay in a fetal position with a big blanket.