I am in quite a depressive state for quite a few days now. The only respite is sleep. I have an appt with my Pdoc Monday afternoon. I am trying so hard to hold it together until then.
I keep asking myself why choose life? There is only one thing that keeps me alive now - knowing my son still needs me. I wonder when he will stop needing me.
I won't bother you to list my problems because you can't fix them. I am not sure even if I can fix them. I know for sure I cannot do anything in this depressive state. I wish it would just get better or get worse and be done with it.
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The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. anonymous
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