Tomorrow is my day off.
I promised myself tomorrow would be the day I packed up the nursery.
Well actually I promised myself I would do it last weekend but I spent most of Saturday and all day Sunday lying in bed crying. And trying to get over this endless sickness. But mostly crying.
Depression sucks.
The boxes are sitting outside the door, ready.
I have tomorrow off, so I have the time.
All I need now is the courage to do it.
And maybe just one more night to cry.
7 comments:
Michelle, I have now ords for you, only prayers. I hope things start looking up for you soon my friend.
Hugs, Jill
Sending you hugs...I'm sorry.
Depression certainly does "suck". Michelle, can I ask you if you are getting some treatment for this horrible illness?
Lea
xo
I'm so sorry, I can't even imagine how hard that must be for you.
Oh Michelle..I wish I was closer I would come to lend support. Call me if you need anything. Hugs
I can only imagine how difficult this is for you. I wish I lived closer, because Baby S and I would so be there to help you pack. Which would lead to you and Baby S playing and me packing. :)
Michelle, this IS only temporary. Please don't beat yourself up, OK? BTDT with depression and understand how debilitating it can be. Please feel free to call, no matter the time.
this sucks.
big time.
hugs.
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