I woke up this morning feeling so defeated and sad. I'm crying again. But don't want to. Only because I have a horrible headsche from crying so much yesterday and being dehydrated.
When I get in one of these moods I don't want to do anything. Work, clean, laundry, or even eat.
I didn't eat last night, won't eat breakfast and probably won't eat lunch. I know I'm only hurting myself and I know it was a fluke but I almost punish myself because I was supposed to protect my son.
My only son. Possibly forever.