Bleh.

[averygoodun42]

Why is it easier for me to confront my fears than deal with my anxieties? Is it just that I have fewer fears and they tend to be disparate, therefore they can't all gang together and overwhelm me like my anxieties do? Or is it something else entirely?

Just doing would help enormously, I know, but that's so much easier said than done.

I hate mental illness. It sucks.


On the good side of things, however, Page was almost manic this morning, he was so happy. He's such a sweetheart when he's not stressed. He's also getting good at taking nice, deep breaths. Yay!

Also good, he wanted to read me the three "comic books" he made yesterday for bedtime. After the stories, he wouldn't let go of me until I laid down with him for a bit. He curled up on me, with his head on my heart, and, I don't know what caused it, though it might have been his fake snores, I got a fit of the giggles. Which made Page giggle, which is seriously infectious. So that was a nice way to end the weekend.


Life will be better soon. It will.

Comments

[ashfae.livejournal.com]

It will. *hugs*

[sbrande.livejournal.com]

'I hate mental illness. It sucks.'

Amen to that, but we all have struggles in our lives, and God doesn't give you more than you can handle.

Loves you babe, Sonia :)

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

*hugs you* Yes, depression sucks.

I'm so glad your happy little boy is happy again! Oxygen makes a world of difference.