I keep telling myself tomorrow. Tomorrow be better. Tomorrow I'll do this. Tomorrow I'll do that. Tomorrow blah blah blah. Tomorrow is always the same as today. I cringe when I get up in the morning. I wait for something to lift & it never does. I'm so sick of myself being miserable & I'm pretty sure my family is sick of it too.
All I want to do is get some motivation, some energy, some reason to move. There's soooo many things that need to be done & I have to beg or bargain w/ myself to do something small. Why is it so hard? Why is it so terribly overwhelming? Really cleaning up the kitchen should not be exhausting!
I feel to bad for my kids. They could be living in much better place if I'd just MOVE! I just wanto fade away, go off somewhere in my head or reminisce about what the "good days" used to feel like. Can't take much more of this. Going on my third yr of this intensity. Something's got to give! Please!