I hate it that I’m acting more responsible than my dad. He’s too lazy to put things away or even c…
I hate it that I’m acting more responsible than my dad. He’s too lazy to put things away or even clean the house once in a while. Geez! I’m just so sick of everything! I have to go through a ton of other things too. Why is God playing such a cruel joke on me? At least I have Bradley to talk to. He’s one of the reasons I’m alive.
Dad 6:46 am on May 14, 2010 Permalink |
I am sorry . So sorry for your pain. I am trying very hard to be a good dad. This damn depression takes any kind of drive out of me. It is like a bad dream where you try to run or move but you are just too tired to. A fog seems to cover everything. nothing is bright or colorful or clear, just dull.
I can’t get anything organized in my head. Trying to do even the simplest task seems pointless. I have tried so many medications to fix this. I am not giving up though. I just want you to know that I love you and that my actions are not the result of a character flaw. They are the result of this illness. I try to shield you from anything that might worry or upset you. I love you with all my heart and you are the reason that I am still alive. Don’t worry, I will get through this and we will have many more happy times. Just like the old days.
Anonymous 1:56 pm on May 14, 2010 Permalink |
aledrea 1:58 pm on May 14, 2010 Permalink |
um, my dad doesn’t have depression, you obviously have me confused with a different person.
Anonymous 6:59 pm on June 2, 2010 Permalink |
That you know of Aledrea