and you're on your couch, tossing and turning and you'd give anything to feel better? well, that's my life. Monday and Tuesday at work, I would have given anything to be home. today, I stayed home from work with a migraine and now I wished I hadn't. I'm not happy at work, I'm not happy when I'm home. I toss and turn through my life, not happy with anything.

I'd give anything to be like a "normal" person who goes to a job or stays home with their kids and just be content with what they have. yes, I know normal people aren't happy all the time, but they seem at least satisfied with their lives and being alive. I question why I'm here and what I'm doing with my so called life. what keeps any of you going when you're not seeing the point in doing anything?

if I had a husband and/or child(ren), I would have built-in reasons to get up in the morning and at least have someone to love. alas, I do not.