I feel so unwell this morning. It's not really depression. It's rather deep sadness and a major psychological fatigue. I feel like hiding in bed all day and only talking to my husband, and even not him that much. I'm greatly disappointed in how my siblings treated me yesterday.

I wish these stressors disappeared. Luckily I see my psychiatrist this week, and my therapist. My husband and my psychiatrist are the only people in my life that really seem to care and show caring to me. One of my old therapists did, but she moved far away. She has contacted me recently, and I responded, but I can't continue that relationship.