Tuesday, May 06, 2008

I hope I'm just depressed.

Really. I hope it's just me. I hope the world isn't really a big shit sandwich ready to explode. And all the bees are disappearing. And I'm terrified for my daughter's future. And people do terrible things to their children. And there's just really no hope. None.

God I hope it's just me.

4 comments:

D mother of 2 said...

Yes, it's depression but riddled with reality. I just think that I am preparing my sons to change the world. Maybe they will be the next Ghandi or maybe they will be more. Love Soph and teach her all you can about love and trust and hope but you must also prepare her for the evils of the world. Maybe she will become something more remarkable than Mother Teresa--you never know, you can only prepare them to take the hits and keep going with their heads held high.

Katiemagic said...

I'm having one of those days too. Wish I had some words of wisdom, but all I want to do is crawl under the covers and never come out.

JJisafool said...

I feel like that a lot more now that I'm a dad than I ever did before. I try to accept that things are really as bad as they seem, but that just means that Liv won't live in the same world I do. There will be a new reality, perhaps harsh, but the next generation will survive.

Makes me feel awful tired, though.

patrice said...

adjust, or start, the meds. these things are hard to fix on your own. it's always as bad as you think while also never being as bad as you think. it's hard to figure out without help...in med form.