I hate this kind of depression. I'm not crying, but I have an incredible heaviness in my chest. Any happiness that appears on the outside is manufactured. A mask. I do not feel joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart. I feel an emptiness. I'm going to start my period any second so I'm assuming this is all hormonal. Still doesn't erase the fact that I'm feeling this way.
I'm going to Houston tomorrow to see my sister. It's a spur of the moment type thing. I've never taken a road trip with just me and the kids before. I'm hoping it all goes smoothly and we have a good time and I don't lose my shit on them when they start to whine and complain.
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