I woke up very depressed and cranky. It’s hard to stay depressed with the sun out, the temp in the high 60’s, and a clear, white cloud scattered here or there. You have never even heard me admit to being depressed and cranky before. I’m acting like a spoiled brat going through menopause. I hate this. Every bit of it. And I hurt. That sort of compounds how I feel.
Everyone offers placating words, but I’m beyond cranky today.
Slowly the sun creeps into my soul, and I feel a little better.