I’m feeling down. Eeyore is my spirit animal right now. My hubby brought me flowers yesterday. I said, “Thank you”, but inside I was shrugging my shoulders. I tried to refashion a t-shirt to give me happy vibes, but I shrugged my shoulders at that too. Outside my window, there is a huge tree. Behind it, a giant pine tree is leaning and it looks like it’s peeking at me. Again, meh.
I didn’t even sing along to the radio this morning while taking my kids to school. I am listening to electronica music because I know there won’t be any depressing songs in that mix. My foot is bouncing to the beat, so at least that is working. I slept a ton yesterday. I was in bed at 6:30 pm last night. I woke up at 9 pm to take my night time meds, ate something and went back to sleep. Usually, it would be a good thing, all this sleeping. I just didn’t feel like doing anything else. I didn’t want to talk to anyone and that was the easiest way to avoid my kids and husband.
I don’t like me like this. I was alone all day, barely talked on the phone and should’ve been ready for some time with my kids and hubby. It has been so long since I’ve felt this way. I don’t feel like crying, I just don’t feel anything.