There are pockets of times when my worries are not completely depressing me. I am mostly able to be OK at home and when there's no pressure on me to do anything. I've been able to do some things I like during those pockets of time, but when I have a responsibility or obgligation to do something, I get down again.

My cats have been fun to watch and I enjoy that. My kids have also been OK especially yesterday. My older daughter did not have any meltdowns of her own and helped a lot with little things.

So I guess it's not horribly bad like some - or rather I'm used to some of the pain. I just am constantly worried or uneasy when I relax and try to enjoy something. Taking the day off was a big help, but I'm now trying to keep up the fake face at work today.