Journal

    I don't think I can safely get any lower.  I've been off antidepressants for about 2 months.  The first month wasfine, but things have gotten progressively worse over the last month.  My marriage is doing really badly.  I feel like a burden to everyone.  My house is in terrible shape.  I barely get through each day.  I feel like I'm of no use to anyone.  I'm starting to wish I was dead. 

    I don't respond well to medication and haven't really had any success with antidepressants.  My tendency toward bulimia has become an issue lately.  I won't take anything that is going to make me any fatter.  I feel hopeless.

So I was thinking this morning...

I often fail to recognize gestures that are meant to show affection.  I am guilty of resenting those gestures, or feeling the other person just wants to feel owed.  This is especially true if the thing the other person does isn't something I wanted.  I can be very ungrateful.

Do you have to be grateful for something you don't want?  I know it's best to try and find a good intention behind the action.

What to you call a person that always gives unwanted gifts?  What if they keep giving them after you tell them they're not wanted?

I keep thinking of my pet cat that always presented me with his kills from hunting.  I didn't stop loving the cat...

What about the grandma that buys the same shirt over and over again (that you hate).  She doesn't know any better.

What about the husband that doesn't accept who you really are, but always does the dishes?