Recently I've been feeling like giving in, but not to anything good. Last week I forgot to take my meds for 3 days. By the end I felt super depressed and apathetic and angry...and relieved. For some reason it was freeing to just feel what I feel and not try to block it out. Every day I fight that battle. Every day I swallow my pill and resolve to not take a nap, to go outside and get some sun, to do some exercise. And it gets tiring.
I know it is for my own good, I really do. But when I think about it...it's so much work to fight depression. Even when I'm feeling relatively good, sometimes I'd rather just stop taking the meds and succumb to it. Sometimes I want to sulk and cry, not because I feel like doing it at the moment, but because I want to feel unhindered, even if that means I feel terrible.
This is just a battle--one among many--that I don't feel like fighting any more. I just want to let go and let things be the way they are. I've grown weary of waking up every morning and trying to feel better. I don't want to try so hard to be happy.
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