I’m still around. Barely surviving this semester. I feel like I need to write to help get through it, but there is just no time. I am overwhelmed with life and am struggling to make time to cope with it all.
But I have done some things. Started couples counseling. Saw a psychiatrist. Got on meds for the first time in ten years. I just need things to be better, and they’re not yet. So I keep struggling and waiting it out.
Here’s to hoping.