I know I really have no close family. I have friends but honestly most are to busy in there own lives to even call unless they need something. I always had my boys but now one is gone and the other hardly comes out of his room. I know I’m depressed and I crave adult companionship. The changes I have been trying to make have been up and down and I keep thinking how I’m not living. I’m just surviving.
I do what I can to take my mind off stuff. I decided today would just b a create stuff day. I am doing three different projects at once, and I’m still lonely.
My son didn’t come home today. I miss him so much. My other son is confusing. I know he doesn’t know who he is yet but, he does not care when I get upset, he does not care when I ask him to go with me somewhere so I’m not going alone, he says no. I wanted to go to a corn maze we had free tickets for, I have never been but since it was just him and I he said no. I’m glad he’s independent but at the same time he keeps his room so bad. Dirty dishes, empty food containers and getting him to clean is horrible.
So, is it just another day? No, it’s worse.
Tracey in Maine 