I just posted three old unpublished posts. I wrote them last month and while I had very good reasons for not posting them at the time, I reconsidered those choices and posted them.
I am still very depressed and could write another post about all the things that are contributing to this week's episode, but I won't. I am tired of reading the never-ending litany of depression posts. So either I am going to stop writing this blog altogether to focus on building Busy Black Woman, or I am going to archive all of the sad stuff and start all over again. Of course, that does not mean that I will not continue to be depressed. But it might give me some space from all of the negativity that just never stops flowing--no matter how many fingers and toes I use to plug the dike.
I am so tired and exhausted from feeling like this. And everytime I pray for change, it comes and things get even worse. Now my mother is sick. So exactly how I am supposed to handle that?
I don't remember what stage of grief I am supposed to be in right now, but I am depressed and sad and so I am going to stop writing, get cleaned up and head over to the Shrine to just sit. And maybe I'll go for a walk to clear my head. And then maybe I'll have enough courage to go visit my mother without feeling sorry for myself.
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