So. The words of the day have been "pensive". With a bit of depression. Or, the other way around.
I've been able to talk about it a little bit with Helen and Sarah. A
very difficult thing. They're understanding, though it effects them,
too.
My doctor says it's normal, too. So, there we have it, assurances all around.
For now, as long as I'm not in bed with the covers over my head, or my
family doesn't want to commit me, I prefer not to medicate. I'm functional, just a little demotivated temporarily. It seems
like the right thing to do is to let it play out. I've got tremendous upside potential, I just need to wait until my emotions re-sync.
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