Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Why I write about depression and diabetes

Woke up this morning and I'm having another bout with my brain. I thought about ending it all today when I woke up. I'm trying to use the techniques that I learned when I was in the hospital last month, but it isn't helping. I just want to go home and sleep. At first, I thought it was the fact that I was tired, but it is more than that.

Everything that is causing stress keeps coming from all sides. My kids are all being really self-centered, my oldest is probably going back into the court system, my job can't take me being depressed, I haven't gotten any responses from the jobs I have been applying for for the last 2 months, etc.

I know that Tammy is too tired to try to be there for me, and we don't hardly ever see each other anymore. I got, maybe, like five minutes to talk to Tammy last night. It is getting so bad, I feel alone. When I talk to people online, they tell me to call and message them, but the depression tells me that they really don't care. That's the big thing.

I'm writing this post in order to let people know if I don't respond, I am okay. Tammy will let you know if anything happens.