Manage to get up this morning, doctor up my meds so it makes a bit drowsy when I’m up. So I will thank God for allowing me to see another, but I feel so guilty for getting up and not going to work. I promise I’m looking but just still confused on where God is leading me to, is it to work in the daycare center, keep my business running or something totally different but what? Just so confused and mad at myself because I’m older and finding myself should have been many years ago. I’ve found it difficult to talk about this illness with anybody, because word’s don’t seem to do justice. Again if you don’t see it then it must not exist and that’s the stigma that comes along with being depressed. Oh well I manage to get out bed and fixed breakfast for me and the hubby, little steps are always good. I just feel so bad when he comes home, because I don’t live up to my wifely duties. Now he doesn’t complain , I just feel some type of guilt! I try to do things around the house so he can see I’m trying, but all I want to do is fall back into bed and pull the covers on my head. Oh well I’m going to find something to get in, maybe I’ll do some crafting or finally get this book typed up. Stay Tuned……
Ms. Fran
Olivia B. Shepherd 