Maybe depression is so alluring because it opens our eyes to truths we don’t want to forget.
Today is a blessing after a long week of teaching, traffic, and exhaustion. It’s quiet, it’s slow, and I stayed in my PJs most of the day. My husband was home with me until he heard about some trouble his grandfather was having with a new washing machine.
But all day I felt dissatisfied, lonely. I kept thinking, I should turn off the TV, I should focus on planning for next week, I wish…. I wished my husband wasn’t playing video games and that we were doing something together. Continue reading “If life is really like a box of chocolates”