So glad to see you are doing better, newgal! I'd love to help at the humane society but there is none close enough.
I'm looking at a long weekend, with nothing to do. Snow is piling up, no friends to reach for doing anything because they are all busy with their own lives.
I'm depressed. Said I wasn't. But last night, I was thinking, where is happiness? Where is my smile? I almost never smile unless I'm laughing about my own stupidity, or some one else is laughing at me. That isn't normal. I feel like I'm trying so hard but I will never figure myself out. I have everything remembered that needs remembering, except how to take care of myself. My sons need their mother, and yet I keep putting off my own health. I'm diabetic and my blood sugars are low in the morning. The doc hasn't changed my medication for it, but tells me to adjust it myself according to my needs. I don't know how to really get that balance. I get hungry for sweets, and I can not live without quetiapine because I don't sleep without it, but it is, contributing to eating late at night. Otherwise my appetite is gone. I hate depression, have had that, and anxiety all my life with few times in between where I haven't had it. Dad seems okay, I have to stop worrying about things that are eventually going to happen.