WARNING: Don't read this if you are easily depressed!
Here's how it is for me right now - no frills:
Its pants, sh*t, black, doom, gloom and don't spare the melancholy (pronounced mel-ankley if you are me).
What's brought this on? A collision of things - pressure of study, pressure of work, the spiralling red pile of unpayable bills, the realisation that ex Mr C is actually moving on (well good for him - he should be), but I can't abide the thought of him dating - it makes my stomach turn, my heart sink, my head spin and my soul freeze and the pressure of actually having to deal with life by myself.
Worst of all is the fact that the small comfort of a body beside me in bed is no longer there. I am 5 months into this novel experience and it doesnt get any easier.
The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is wish that I hadn't and then I walk to work with wet eyes.
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Luckily I have a split personality (did anyone see James Nesbitt in Jekyll and Hyde at the weekend? - awesome) so there is the other side of me which takes great pleasure in my pain and can have a good laugh at the pathetic self-pitying crumpet above. However the last few days I have felt my Hyde/hide not so thick skinned and not very good at bringing me out of this.
Where or where is my joy in life gone? How can I bring myself out of this pit?
Tips on a postcard please.