Oh depression. It never fails. When everything seems to be fine, there you are again.(READ MORE)
This last week has been brutle. Why, you ask? No freaking clue. It started Monday-ish. Everything was fine (considering) then all of a sudden a little rain cloud found a home over my head and it won't go away. It's frustrating because there are two sides of me that are both quite strong. I have the logical side and the emotional side. Obviously when I'm depressed my emotional side is taking over. In these times, my logical side is trying to make a point, but it doesn't matter. When I'm depressed, I'm depressed. However, there is a little war in my head that is exhausting. I just want to sleep. A lot. The worst part about this is that I have SO much I need to get done since Cleve died. He still doesn't have a headstone (Ugh). The funeral still needs to be paid (UGH!). I have a warrant that needs to be paid (I explained this in a previous post...). I need to set up my health insurance. I need to call the insurance company that covered our house and inform them that it was foreclosed on and there is NO need to switch it from his name to mine. I know there is more. I sound like a dead beat. Here's the thing, though. Normal people do all of these things everyday. Why? Because they care.... Well, this is what happens when ya really just don't give a crap. I mean, I care, but not like I use to about these kinds of things. How does one get their "give a crap" back? It would be very useful right now.
January 12, 2011
Wife of a Wounded Marine: Depression...again
Wife of a Wounded Marine: Depression... again -