I have been struggling a lot with depression lately.
Last Friday I was just so glum, even the forced smile was obviously fake.
I can't write about it now, but I lost my "little princess" my sweet little Pussy Willow early August.
|Pussy Willow kitten n Cheerio|
Not able to fall asleep or sleeping well.
I haven't even been sleeping in my own bedroom -- which has been "Willow World" for the past several years. That was her room, her territory, her domain. So going in there to sleep just isn't possible.
I think the sadness is combined with that event 5 years ago. I didn't even tell my hubby when it was the anniversary - I just cried myself to sleep.
Monday I called a friend and she let me talk about it. Tuesday I was in a much much better place.
anyway, not an exciting post ... just reflecting, I guess