Tomorrow isn’t quite here yet for me but I’m hating it already. I did something that needed to be done today and I felt good about it and I thought that maybe the depression was passing. It was really deflating to feel it come back just as strong as it was the other day and I just got so tired of it. I know that I have to see people tomorrow. A large group and I’m anticipating having to put on the big show and dance so that everyone can feel comfortable. ‘Oh look! She’s entertaining us! Yay!’ If I don’t then people might have to deal with the fact that I’m so very far away from ok and they can’t do that. It puts them out to have to see reality.
So, tomorrow is looking fun. Woopie.