The last couple of days have been very hard. Overwhelmed by tears last night, feeling so lonely and unwanted. Thank goodness a friend from a depression group realized how low I was and gave me a phone call. Today, it was a case of trying to keep calm enough to go to my IT course, but as soon as I was driving home, the tears started again. At least my daughter's going to be home this week - A level exams.
There's a scenery painting session at the theatre tonight, and it's back to my usual struggle between feeling I ought to go and help, but just not having the energy or motivation to do it. There are over 50 members of the group - surely some of them will turn up? One of the main reasons for resigning as secretary last year was to stop feeling obliged to take part in everything. I've been doing it for 28 years.