A few years ago dark clouds descended on me and I was in an awful place. Some days it was a complete struggle to get up and get dressed. My dreams were full of ways of ending my life from the most grotesque to the quickest way. I was put on prozac which in itself brought its own problems because while my body adjusted to this new drug it made me psychotic – Mr Savvy’s words. I had no idea what was going on whether I was coming or going.
Years later have I found myself in this same dark place?. Ok, this time I haven’t thought of ways of ending it but each day is a complete struggle to get up and get dressed. I find it a struggle to do things, I thought it was all due to my strokes but really it is because I haven’t got the get up and go.
I am tired, fed up !. I find everything is getting to me, the slightest little thing is annoying me. The kids screaming makes me want to go and hide. I can’t cope with their autism and the meltdowns – it is all getting me down.
I have become a recluse sat in the safety of my 4 walls, where no one can see me. I can’t even concentrate on a programme I seem to loose the story half way through.
I hate to think that the dark clouds have descended again ! , I did everything to chase them away but now they seemed to have appeared from no where.
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