butterflyuk

Tired, fed up and depressed. Don't know why. Perhaps for not doing exercise for a month? Perhaps because there is nothing to look forwards to? Perhaps putting on weight in the last couple of weeks? Perhaps there is no connection to anything? Perhaps jealousy for something? Perhaps not getting fuss and attention? Perhaps there are things offerred but I can't take them but I want to? Perhaps I feel guilty for not thinking about mum as much as before? Perhaps I wish people don't ask for things I don't want to give but don't want to hurt them by refusing. Perhaps I wish I get everything I ask for. Perhaps sickie is tiring me out by asking "any good news?" ten times a day while I don't have any good news to give. Perhaps I want to scream loud but I can't. Perhaps because I can't make anyone understand how I feel. Perhaps it's just hormones.