Sometimes it's hard to be motivated to do anything beyond survival. But it becomes an ugly cycle--being depressed, letting the mess creep up, feeling suffocated, then sorry for myself, which takes us right back to depressed.
Somewhere the cycle has to budge. And some days, I do really good at that. Yesterday was one of those. My life isn't that much different today or yesterday from the day before. Nothing much has happened, except that my kitchen was clean when I got up this morning, my refrigerator stocked and my living room presentable.
And for some damn reason, that helps, and the cloud lifts a little bit, and I know that there's going to be an end to the current madness.
Her Again?
- Megan
- Just a girl. A girl growing up into a woman with responsibilities, learning to live in a world that has its share of ugliness, struggling to make sense of it all, and laughing all along the way.
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