I found out this week that a very good friend passed in her sleep.
I am so sad... and I am depressed on top of that.
It seems to me that life is just one dirty trick after another- and I know that is a lousy way to think...
I take my meds, I try to exercise a little every day, I'm mindful to eat well.
This seems like this has just finally undone me...
And it has rained for the last 12 days straight.
Oh well...I just worry that one more blow will kill me from the stress..or I will kill myself from being utterly defeated...
I hate that I can't talk to any "normal" people without being told to "look on the bright side" and all that.
I wish I could just cry everyday and be done with it and go about my day...
sigh. I am going to try and look for a part time job or a volunteer position...
or something...