dear depression diary,
it’s not looking good, folks.
the night was rough. in and out of sleep, couldn’t get comfortable, and just bad energy in the air. woke up this morning and I just wanted to go back to sleep. I don’t feel like adulting today. or parenting. or student-ing. nothing. I feel like .. nothing.
the sliver of optimism that’s left in me wants to say that its still early and there are so many hours left in the day to turn it around. it could get better.
but it probably won’t.
there is no lesson for today. I just can’t.
life with lyn. 