Sunday February 13/11

I'm not ok, I'm really not. I might look ok, I might sound ok, I go to work, I shop, I cook altho rarely, I wave to my neighbours, but I'm not ok, I'm really not. No one knows how much I cry, no ones knows that I have not yet put my Christmas bins in the shed, no one knows that my DW needs to be un-loaded and loaded again, no one knows that I heat day old coffee. No one knows how alone I will feel when our daughter is married this August. No one knows how I don't sleep at night, can't get to sleep, then wake up so much during the night that it starts all over again with trying to get back to sleep. No one knows that pretty much my whole world revolves around my computer, that it is pretty much my social world, no one knows that my phone rarely rings. No one knows how sad I really am. I know tho, that my DS family can relate, Thank you.