Sunday, March 6, 2011
I was chatting with my friend a couple of weeks ago, and I told her about how I was feeling flat, emotionally. That is still the case. I tend to have high highs, low lows, and little in between. I have been attributing it to the meds, but I'm not so sure that's actually the case. I hope I am not hurting my family. I'm happiest with my son, because I know that's what he needs from me, and crankiest with my husband, because I know that he is equipped to handle it (far better than my 3.5 year old anyway). Is this what depression looks like? I have a hard time with that word. I never believed it would happen to me. I thought I was strong, or something like that. Not that depression makes you weak, that's not really what I'm trying to say. I just thought that I would always be able to cope with what life handed me. I don't know. I just don't.