Just woke up. Feeling fairly depressed. Mom and Dad came over yesterday to take me to breakfast and help clean up the house and everything looks great now. I wish they were still here though. It was comforting to be around them. Not a whole lot of other stuff has been comforting. One of my friends wants to hang out later today, but I don’t know – I feel too blah to be around other people (besides my husband, who I’ll obviously be visiting).
Yesterday he wasn’t feeling good at all. When I got there, he was obviously not trying to pretend to be doing okay, and when I left he said that he was basically too depressed to have any visitors. I hope that’s a little different today. At least tomorrow is Monday and he’ll be able to consult with the doctor on the possibility of ECT treatments.
I want this week to be over already. I wouldn’t be sorry if the month was over too. I know that time passes quickly … but not quickly enough when you want it to.
No Promises This Time 