Today, I had a bit of an epiphany:
I am only human. (How old am I?!?! Yes, ok, it's taken me nearly 33 years to come to this conclusion. I don't know, maybe that's not actually too bad going...)
And, no, I'm not really coping.
Life is hard going, my kids are extremely demanding, my relationships are under strain, and my health is less than perfect.
So, after the post I wrote about a month ago about going it alone, I've started taking my tablets again - on the doctor's advice obviously...
I have surrendered, and realised that, just for the time being, I need the extra help and support of the antidepressants. It's not a failure, and my life's not a failure; on the contrary my life is amazing! But right now I just can't cope with extreme highs and lows. I need settling down, just a little...just for now...and find rest in my creator's embrace... 'For my yoke is easy and my burden is light'.