Why

I've seen so much happen to good people that I wonder why God allows it. I wonder why my faith seems so weak while other seem to have an unshakable faith. Why can't I feel safe? I believe God cares, yet I can't relax in His arms. I also find it hard to get close to people. Everything is so "surface". I am tired of being so sad. Right now it seems I have two moods: sad or angry. I don't like being angry. I fear anger. I feel like I'm losing my mind. I fear losing control, yet I have no control right now. I don't trust myself. I know I am not alone, yet I feel so isolated. I'm afraid to let anyone get too close. I'm worried about everything. I can't relax. I'm making mistake, having lapses in time. I'm no fun to be with. Where has jolly Wanda went? Do others ever feel like this? I want to help others, but I can not seem to help myself.

A Little Better

Well at least I've been able to get out of bed. I'm so tired of being depressed and anxious. I'm afraid to admit to my doc and T how depressed I really am, because I don't want back in the hospital. I was able to make it to work today, but it took everything I had to do it. I won't be alone this weekend, but I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm not sure I can handle the stress of trying to be around a draining person. Maybe there is some light at the end of the tunnel. I just have to remember these feeling will go away. Even my faith is shaky now. I just feel the need for someone to take care of me. Isn't that the stupidest thought you have ever heard. A grown woman wanting someone to just take care of things for a little bit. I guess I'm improving because I'm crying now. I want to thank my friends for their support. I haven't felt like going to other blogs and I'm sorry. I'm better than yesterday, so maybe tomorrow will be better. I'm sorry I'm so sad right now. Thanks for understanding.

Mother's Day

As I pulled in my garage I thought of closing the door and letting the car run until I feel into a deep sleep. Why? Thinking about Mother's Day. Everyone having happy thoughts about love and kindness. Mother's Day brings other memories to our mind. Sadness, Betrayal, and Pain. I know it just a day, but I hate it. My own failures are in my face. Love? Yes for my children it is unconditional. Are we so damaged that we harm those we love most. Mother WHY??? Was I not good enough? Was I too ugly? Why did you have us? "A wasted F...K" you said. Will those words ever go away? How could you have given us like an offering to unspeakable abuse. Yes our dad. The only day we hate more than Mother's Day is Father's Day. Strong enough to make it one more time. Must try. Must try. OH God why are some chidren born for abuse? WHY?? Where is the justice? Must be strong to prevent hurt to my children. So much pain! So much pain! IT's just a day to remember.

Rain

It has been raining almost constantly for the last 2 weeks. I'm feeling a little sunshine deprived. You would think being stuck inside would inspire a cleaning spree, but it hasn't. I have been kind of down in the dumps, so I haven't been keeping up with my blogging. I'm starting to pull out of the depression a little bit and am getting a few more things done. It seems when I am depressed I just can't do anything. I've been trying to loose some weight, but it is so difficult. I have been doing some exercise, which should help the mood and weight lost.