So, my diary seems to have one foot in the grave here, and I contemplate whether I really want to do this anymore or not on not a daily, but at least a weekly basis. That's about as often as I think about checking my email too. With both, I just think about it and never do anything at all, which is why my husband called from work today to inform me my email was bouncing. I fixed that and figured maybe I ought to put a word in here.
I honestly never thought I'd want to quit keeping an online journal. Even when the entries would come sporadically, I still didn't think about quitting. Until the past few months. I'm still not sure. Things are changing for me.
It's not that my life is suddenly glorious. It's better, but it needs so much work. It's been neglected for so long. And there are still plenty of problems. I feel much better, still taking the Lexapro, but I'm tired so much of the time. It's not the medication, just something I've been battling for a while. It doesn't help that I'm working about 10 hours a day on Monday, Wednesday, Friday.
I don't think anyone checks this place anymore, but at least there's some kind of explanation for someone who checks. If I come back again, I guess I'll just have to rebuild.
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One Year Ago Today: