I'm getting my butt kicked by this depression. Add in anxiety, depression's best friend, and I am a wreck. I really need to get my medication worked out, because I can't continue much longer going the way I am now--I'm overly anxious about my children, my work, my dissertation; I have many things that need to be done but I start to feel paralyzed and end up sitting and staring off into space, desperately trying to calm my nerves. And all I really want to do is let the depression wash over me and take me down, but I have just enough energy and sense of responsibility that I can't seem to let that happen (whether this is good or not is yet to be determined).
There's not a lot to say, except that I really hate the way I'm feeling right now. I'm tired of the constant stomach ache, the restlessness, and ultimately feeling paralyzed. It's just a cruel situation and I have no clue what to do.
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Sandstone rock wall in Petra, Jordan
2 comments:
Hang in there Kim, it's always darkest before the dawn...Thank you for being so honest in your words. You make me feel not so alone in this battle we are fighting :)
Kim your comments have touched me...as we are struggling with the trails given us, we are trying so desperately to stay afloat even though we feel we are drowning. I know we are not to ask, but I do catch myself asking why this trial? What made you think I could handle this? Did I really agree to this? Hope your days will be better soon!
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