For a long time, I have been severely depressed and unhappy. To the extent that even having to gas up the car would flood me with despair. I wanted to do NOTHING. Managed to keep up with Jim's needs and that's about it. Oh, and travel, my lifeline.
We are returned from wonderful six-day respite in Mexico (I was tempted to ask for asylum). Returned home in a markedly different frame of mind. Needed to gas up the car yesterday and just did it, no trouble at all. So I am cautiously optimistic.
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