I had a hard day today. I felt undervalued and criticized at work.
Sometimes a hard day sucks everything out of me and I am surprised at how easily I slip back into the thoughts that nothing really matter, that no one cares, that I am alone. Dark thoughts.
I see them. It disappoints me that they are still there, but I have found if I tell others that they exist they aren’t quite so scary.
And one of my good friends reminded me that I am the sky. These thought are just the weather. Some days have rain clouds. Some have beautiful sunshine.
I will take extra care tonight. Maybe a warm bubble bath, cozy Pajamas and bed.
I hope my stillness and peace feels a bit closer tomorrow.
Ps sometimes I wonder if it’s good to write about these hard days. But I find it helps me to be able to look back and see my own ups and downs. The hard thing about depression is when it shows up I just can’t believe it will ever end.