I never thought about that until today.
I don’t have time to get depressed or get my own therapy. I’m so busy holding it together for my daughter that it has completely and utterly consumed my entire life.
I tell myself it is probably nothing as it has always been nothing in the past; I just had a round of bloodwork that checked out okay. But what if it wasn’t?
What would happen if it wasn’t? I thought about this today and have never felt more alone.
It’s been a while.