Sorry if I ramble and post too much about problems at work. I have no-where else to vent. Another rough 12 hour workday. Had to cope with one lazy inattentive co-worker, angry supervisors, and to top it off I felt ill with arthritis bothering me all day. I stay so exhausted. I come home and I'm ready to go to bed at 8:30 in the evening. I feel like I could just stay in bed and sleep all the time. I don't know if that's due to depression or depression medication. I'm on citalopram for depression. My pdoc also recently prescribed buspar for anxiety. I haven't taken it yet because I am afraid it will make me even more tired. I used to be happier when I felt my life had a positive purpose. My children are grown and moved away. I took care of my parents until they passed away 4 years ago. I miss them. If the purpose for my life is to give my all to this current job, then that's a very dismal life.