For the last week or so I've been having some sort of dreams at night that are hardly even remember-able, but they put my head into a bad place by the time the morning comes. I noticed this morning that I was feeling depressed, and realised this had been happening for days now. Anxiety as well, where I can't put my finger on why I'm feeling anxious.
My assumption is the daughter dramas are playing themselves out in my dreams. That'd be enough to depress anyone. Has been hard to get motivated and do much useful. Housework has piled up a bit, mainly just laundry but I'm usually pretty on top of that. Finding it hard to be interested in things.
Maybe it's just the time of year....
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