When I wasn't fiddling with work shit, vacation was fun and much needed. I spent time with my girls. Another one was pregnant so I wasn't sober alone. The other 2 drank enough for all of us and the babies. It was amusing. I'm tired as hell. I took a couple hour nap before I even unpacked the car.
At my first baby appointment they did a depression screening. I failed it. Since I haven't been able to completely kick my antidepressant from the last time I needed treatment, we figured it'd be a good idea to go back on it full time. I was excited to feel happy and content again. I started feeling better and then I remembered one of the side effects of treatment. I have completely lost my sex drive. I have no desire. It's hard to get the motor running. I hate this.
I should just go to bed and try again tomorrow.
1 comment:
It is part of the American culture that we live to work. I do my best to think European in this sense...they work to live.
Hope you feel better chica!
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