I really thought I was done with this. I started feeling better in February. But the last two days have been hard and today I feel completely defeated. I know what I need to do. It comes down to telling people when I am angry. And in this case, not just angry, but bottom of the ocean sad. One half of my family is so messed up. The other half is wonderful. But the unpleasant half, the half I moved 1,000 miles to get away from… they keep trying to drag me back in. I can’t let it happen.
But how do I make a stand when all I want to do is sleep and cry? I can’t go under again.
I’ve been doing everything I can. Walking every day, taking all the supplements prescribed, getting things done… and yet I feel myself slipping under anyway.
I will beat this. I will.
