After 2 days of hell, I’m tired of being angry for no reason. Granted there have been stupid people and situations to get angry at, but I’m usually pretty good at letting those things go under the bridge and look to the goodness that will eventually come. Instead, I find myself diving into the water and fighting the current, at most times for no reason other than to fight it. As one can imagine… this gets pretty tiring, not to mention frustrating.
Last night I was drained to the point where I went home, ate dinner and decided bed was the best option at 7pm and tonight is looking much like the same. Now if you don’t know me, I’ve fought through episodes of depression in the past and take happy pills to help w/ the daily struggle I call “life”. I’m now considering if I need to check w/ my doc to see if my meds need to be re-evaluated, since this is exactly how I feel when I lapse on my meds for some time.
Anyway, I’ll be back in a minute… I’ve got to punch some happy people.
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