Some days just suck.
When you struggle with depression, it creeps up on you. The normal stresses and frustrations build, they don’t come and then go. They stay with you and gnaw at you and make you think about them over and over and over.
I knew I was participating in more negative self talk lately. I wasn’t working as hard to turn that talk around. That happens when you are busy.
So then you have a day (or more) that just sucks. Everything is too hard. Everything is frustrating. Everything pisses you off. And you don’t want to do anything.
It happens. Then you move on.
The next day should be better. It tends to go like that. Darkest before the dawn and all that.
But it sucks. Until it doesn’t.