this might be long, folks..
after reading Trevors post about depression and thinking about my own depression, I have to sit and weigh how depression is linked to my food...and alcohol.
I had a bout this weekend that I didnt type about... my son had a lacrosse game... I love to go to see them, but I dont like how they make me FEEL.... the fact that I lost custody of my kids hits home in a big way there... alll the parents who still have custody of their kids... all the parents who know each other... I feel like such an outsider...
I aked my daughter if she could sit with me. but she had plans with friends....
she did bring her friends over to say HI to me, but I was so upset about it... embarrassed, really... ashamed....there I was, sitting alone, feeling sorry for myself...
she said I wasnt my warm and bubbly self like she hoped when introducing her friends to me....
I didnt FEEL like my happy bubbly self, I hated the whole situation... to top it off some mom made a comment to me about my sons college acceptance and how the wonderful school he goes to sure did prepare him... (which I took personally as where he lives and goes to school now is considered elite and supposedly all I could provide was crap).......... I wanted to hit her...I hate hearing how my ex can provide the perfect life, argh!!!
anyways, I got hit with all the depression, cried hard all that night (saturday night)
sunday my daughter text me, and I was still in a depressive state....
I wasnt trying to be mean, but she picked up on my mood and kept asking questions, I kept telling her to leave it alone... until she asked so much, I called her and let it all out, all my sadness, how I wished she had sat with me...
I know I made her feell bad cause she hung up on me and now we have a tenuous relationship again.... I feel like we were getting somewhere and I just let my depression ruin it all....
***tears***
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change....
I cant change that my kids dont live with me, I dont want to move out of this neighborhood, I love my house and daycare and have many friends here... I want a relationship with the kids, I just hate when I let my sadness interfere....
and I know when I dont eat right, it affects my moods....
and sometimes I even fake the happiness, hoping it can become real happiness....
looking forward to the visit with the trainer today...exercise should help
keeping up with my nutrition will help
talking too you all helps....
being honest with my kids will help (if I can remember to do it and not attack them!)
ok, this is long enough, I better get ready for my day.
xoxox