So I hate Sunday and even more, I hate Monday. This isn't a new development, I have felt that way for awhile but ever since I got sick it has gotten even worse. Just to clarify, I am feeling almost completely normal now that I am taking the wonder drug that is Zoloft but I still get a little anxious and panicked every now and then.
See, Sunday means that it's that much closer to Monday. Monday means my family is going back to their schedules after I have been with them all weekend. I like being with my family. They're warm and comforting and I feel safe when I'm with them. I know some people love "alone time" and I used to be one of them but now...it's just different.
This means that almost all day on Monday I am anxious and on the verge of tears for, really, no good reason except that I miss my family.
I can't wait for summer.
2 comments:
even though it's winter, I'm still here for ya, right next door...
January is over and I will be there in less than 3 weeks! You can spend that Monday with me!
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