It is now April 1st the day of hahaha, fooled you.
I am finding no joy in this day nor have I found much since Nov. 6th. I'm depressed 90 percent of the time with no one to talk to. People just get uncomfortable talking with the grieving, crying widows. So I sit in silence and have random bursts of deep depression and sobbing.
The only thing keeping me here is our daughter. Without her, I would be gone. I'm trying desperately to go day to day.
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