Mine? As miserable as ever. My little bro wanted to go to a little comic con thing, is just not my vibe, felt surrounded by people in weird costumes is just… Thankfully I was there for like half an hour.
Mine? As miserable as ever. My little bro wanted to go to a little comic con thing, is just not my vibe, felt surrounded by people in weird costumes is just… Thankfully I was there for like half an hour.
My depression has been trolling its way back recently, I was doing good since January… Those two weeks have been hard. Keep crying without knowing why exactly during my visits at my psychologist.
But the weekend wasn’t that bad. We went to the municipal pool yesterday, the kid was happy. Today we went to the beach with friends, it was a most beautiful and relaxing day. When we came back, everything started going so wrong, I became super clumsy and almost broke stuff multiple times. Ended up screaming at myself and went to my office in the basement to isolate myself.
I feel bad for my wife and son. They deserve better than what I can offer right now.
Shit, that blows. Sorry to hear that.