I hate depression! Few people understand it. They say, "get over it, things will get better."
You can't explain why you feel so sad, why the tears don't stop.
So many people have it worse than me, but still, I am sad. I miss my Mom.
My sister misses her husband. My girlfriend misses her health.
I don't feel like cleaning or writing out cards. I don't care about decorations. They remind me of the fact that my Mom won't see them.
I took a Xanax. I called my doctor's office to advise me if I should increase my antidepressant. They will call back this afternoon.
I don't want to go to a grief support group. I don't want to listen to other's cry.
I just want to get through this season. I want Spring.
I want prayer.