I know it's not going to feel like this forever. It just feels like it.
I'm so fucking depressed and I'm so tired of being depressed, feeling sad, lonely, envious, jealous, hopeless, weepy, tired, angry, anxious, antsy, empty. Heartbroken.
I thought I was supposed to be done with this part. I'm so tired of having nothing good to say. I should be happy I have a husband who loves me and who is healthy. A supportive family. And yet I feel like I have nothing to be happy about.
I sat at school today for 3 hours after my (sucky) class because I couldn't muster up the will to go home. To just get out of the chair.
I'm so tired of being a basket case. I was doing better. I was.
And now I'm not. Crashing and burning. Again.
I'm so tired of all of this.