Still really struggling with this latest bout of depression. It was particularly hard today as my brother and his family visited and all I wanted was to hide away on my own, it was nice seeing the joy as my nephews and niece opened their presents, but I spent the entire time fighting back tears. Even when my youngest nephew threw himself at me for a hug. I just wanted someone to hold me and tell me everything would be ok.
I might sound antisocial or grumpy but christmas isn't my favourite time of the year as I get so anxious about the gifts I give, whether they will be liked or not. This combined with a lack of communication from my mother, apart from a card, is probably adding to prolonging this latest bout of depression. Plus both my photography class and my therapy are not running so the routine which helps slightly are not in place.
I know I have people who love me but at 2353 as I write this I feel unbearably lonely.