Alright. So the Holiday season is this big mesh of depression and happiness. I've done shopping for all my family members, which made me happy, but I didn't get a present for my dad, which made me depressed.
And while I'm riding the pity bus, I might as well mention that both my brother and my sister (who are both younger than me) are married, and my brother has two great little children. It's so tragic that I think this, but their happiness seems to make me feel all the more lonely. It just seems to emphasize the fact that I have no one in this world, and everyone around me has found someone to love.
But, whatever the case may be, I realize that I need to quit feeling so sorry for myself. I need to remind myself that I am blessed in many ways that other people are not. At least I have a mother who helps me through my illness. I'm glad I don't live in Africa with my disease. I would probably be dead already.
I can't really afford professional help, that is to say, a psychiatrist or whatever, so Daily Strength is the closest thing I have to a venting venue. I really am grateful to everyone I've met on DS, and am grateful for the help they've provided to me.





