I was on a good path… it was good for quite some time.
But now here I am, back seemingly where it all started.
My depression is back along with its trusty sidekick anxiety.
I go to work, put on a smile and treat everyone as though I have not a care in the world. I haven’t a need to bother anyone with my sadness.
I keep busy.
I made plans with a friend after working 15 hours today… I didn’t want to go home.
Here I am. Home.
I know, that if I were to put on another sad song- tears will start flowing… But why?
I was in such a good place, fearing that this day would come.
I know I can get through this… I know I am not alone. I just want to cry.
I find all these quotes that perfectly sum up my feelings… so I know I am not alone.
I still want to cry.
But, I am also tired and so I must go to bed… for tomorrow is another day for me to keep busy.
maybe some super most spectacular thing will happen and I won’t feel like this anymore.
I can hope.