I don't know why i'm bothering to write this... not many people acknowledge my posts anymore. but maybe it will help to release some of these thoughts.
I have no reason to feel this hopeless emptiness. I have a good husband, 3 grown children and 3 grandchildren that mean the world to me. My parents are reasonably healthy despite morbid obesity, but i still feel empty. I hate myself for feeling this way, like an ungrateful child when i have been given so much. but it doesn't change the feeling of being hollow inside, defective.... lost....
I don't know what to do anymore.... i've quit drinking, so that method of escape is lost to me. and drugs are not my thing....
i'm tired and discouraged and the darkness is growing again, even though the sun is shining outside. I can't bear to be around people, to hear their happy laughter... to answer the question " how are you/" with the expected answer of " fine". I'm not fine... I'm dead inside. How are you?