minkydog
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I was listening to a radio telethon today and the hosts were talking to people about the local children's hospital. They were so earnest and nice, talking about how wonderful life is, how the kids are so full of life, how we should all be grateful for every new day. And I thought, "It's been a long, long time since I could sincerely make that statement." I don't look forward to each new day. It takes too much energy to even cry or take a deep breath.
Some times I think I can't wait until i finally die. I think that is why I don't take care of myself, sort of a twisted kind of slow suicide. I know I'm at risk for heart disease & diabetes and I don't care.
My life is pretty much the same routine day in and day out. I know why I'm depressed--I have so little control over my life, with my husband sick and one handicapped son,a preteen daughter, and the other son struggling to be a man. I get up, put 2 kids on the bus,make sure 1 kid gets off to college, wait on my hubby, do what ever hubby wants to do(if he has the energy), fix supper, get the kids ready for bed, and go to sleep. Some days I also work until 2am(from home) and do errands(with hubby.)
I know what i need--I need to exercise. I need some mental stimulation(not that the DIS doesn't provide a lot, but, umm...yeah) I have thought about enrolling in the local tech school and taking cooking classes. Music gives me a terrific boost. I don't know if I have the concentration to do college, though. Or the clothes. Or the cash. And I already have a BS so I don't need a degree. I just want to do something creative.
<Sigh> go ahead and flame away. I don't even care. Hubby's doctor told me today that she guesses he has about 10yrs to live(or less, but not more). He doesn't know and I'm not going to tell him. Not yet. He isn't ready to hear it. He is chronically ill and only 48yo. Thank goodness he has a good attitude because I'm about to lose mine.
Thanks for listening to me whine. you don't need to reply. i know you love me.I'm just feeling low
Eeyore
Some times I think I can't wait until i finally die. I think that is why I don't take care of myself, sort of a twisted kind of slow suicide. I know I'm at risk for heart disease & diabetes and I don't care.
My life is pretty much the same routine day in and day out. I know why I'm depressed--I have so little control over my life, with my husband sick and one handicapped son,a preteen daughter, and the other son struggling to be a man. I get up, put 2 kids on the bus,make sure 1 kid gets off to college, wait on my hubby, do what ever hubby wants to do(if he has the energy), fix supper, get the kids ready for bed, and go to sleep. Some days I also work until 2am(from home) and do errands(with hubby.)
I know what i need--I need to exercise. I need some mental stimulation(not that the DIS doesn't provide a lot, but, umm...yeah) I have thought about enrolling in the local tech school and taking cooking classes. Music gives me a terrific boost. I don't know if I have the concentration to do college, though. Or the clothes. Or the cash. And I already have a BS so I don't need a degree. I just want to do something creative.
<Sigh> go ahead and flame away. I don't even care. Hubby's doctor told me today that she guesses he has about 10yrs to live(or less, but not more). He doesn't know and I'm not going to tell him. Not yet. He isn't ready to hear it. He is chronically ill and only 48yo. Thank goodness he has a good attitude because I'm about to lose mine.
Thanks for listening to me whine. you don't need to reply. i know you love me.I'm just feeling low
Eeyore
no flames here, just a hug
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