I haven't "done much" lately according to my family. And since my worth is measured in what I can do for them, it doesn't appear I'm worth much right now.
And it's January. So it's already tough to keep that inner voice of gloom quiet. But I try. Honestly I do. Sometimes they don't realize even how tough it is to get out of bed and take the dogs for a walk, to prepare dinner or to meet my obligations. But whatever, I guess. Everyone has problems. Why should I be any more noticeable?
Our pony went to a new home today. Nobody but me cared. Instead of asking if I was OK, or even ignoring the situation they asked. "When are you getting rid of the other one?" That hurt.
So, I guess today kinda sucked. I'm getting used to days like this. That sucks even more.
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