Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Literally.
There is one big thing that bugs me about the holidays. Now don’t get me wrong. I cherish time with family, however; those are the few days a year when you’re supposed to act like everything is just great.
I don’t know about anyone else that struggles with depression, but I hate it. Things aren’t okay. I’m not okay.
The fact is that daily, things get worse. I have no one to talk to due to various reasons and I can’t even talk to my husband. That’s depressing.
I’ve had some things occur in my life lately. Things that I’m not going to talk about, but; I’ve realized that I’m not happy with my current status in life. This is an extremely hard thing. I’m forced to look my unhappiness in the eye when I’m used to settling.
There’s is a huge feeling of hopelessness that I’m trying my hardest to deal with but it’s extremely difficult.
I need more me time and when I mentioned it to my husband he got upset. That made me feel great.
Anyway. I needed to get stuff off my chest.
I do hope that you have a great thanksgiving if you’re able. If you feel the same way I do, take comfort in knowing you’re not alone.