December 18, 2018
I did nothing I was suppose to except take my medication. I stayed in bed all day. I cried. I ate, and I didn’t sleep until 6 a.m. I left the house because my daughter guilted me so I went with her and my ex husband to my son’s school for a “show and tell” – I wanted to leave from the moment I arrived. Too many people. Too loud. I didn’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone. Went to my son’s classroom and had him explain what he made and then came home. Back in my Pajamas and in bed. I was happy I didn’t have to make dinner since my son was with his friend and family after school. My daughter wasn’t hungry.
I’m embarrassed to be writing this but maybe facing it will help me out of it.