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I know you'll be able to tackle more and more as your confidence grows! Depression just sucks the life out of you. I've been struggling with my own, but knowing I have so many people and animals depending on me, I just keep going. That very act keeps me alive I think.
Weirdly I looked at the calendar and saw it is the anniversary of my husband's death 19 years ago. I thought it was later. Guess not. I'm never know what day it is. I always feel oddly listless and sorrowful this day, wondering if somehow, someway he might try to contact me and let me know he's okay. That's dense to say, because in my heart, I feel certain that's he's somewhere wonderful and he's happy, but the selfish bit of me wishes he'd never been taken from me, especially so young. And while he was my first love, I was so lucky to have found my current partner 6 years after his death. She and I have been together 13 years now and my life with Steve seems very far away now. Still, I can't complain. I had 11 wonderful years from him, from age 17 to 28. We have a handsome, loving son. Steve is still with me everyday. I intend to celebrate his life, rather than mourn its passing.
It really is an awful coincidence. I feel awful for bringing that up now. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for your husband. Gosh I think I need a break for a few minutes. I feel so sick when I talk about my partner. Her name was Amy. Why don't you message me when you come back? I just need a new minutes to get my composure. I'm sorry I'm being so rude and inconsiderate.
You've never been anything but sweet and loving. Wrote yo a note. We'll talk more later!
HUGS!
Watching Lalaloopsy eating some soup