Especially when i blog.
Truth is, i'm not cheery.
I struggle with depression.
I have for a very long time.
My lows are VERY low.
My highs are VERY high.
There isn't a lot of in-between.
I'm at the low end right now....it's hard to explain to folks. I have so much good in my life and i know this. But like a dark, looming cloud, this stuff follows me where-ever i go, not letting loose, constantly pulling tighter around my neck. I know that i would never harm myself no matter how much i want to; i could never leave my child and my husband with the devastation that suicide leaves behind.
But sometimes, sometimes i just want to drift away.
To close my eyes and never open them again.
To not feel the way i do.
To escape these types of days.
But then, i hear my daughter's giggles and hear "Mommy, come pwlay wiff me!!".....
...and i get up, and begin again.
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