I was on Prozac for 12 years and stopped 3 years ago. I was in bad withdrawals. That subsided but my anxiety is worse than ever before I even started the meds. It's been pretty bad this year. It's hard for me to do anything. I am really thinking about going back on the meds. I just want some kind of relief. I have no life right now.
My boy's birthday is coming up in a week and he will be 7 years old. I just wanted to tell someone how much of a good dog he is. It's been a bad couple years for me. A lot of heartache. The only thing that made me feel better is coming home and him greeting me like he hasn't seen me in forever. There were days I would just lay in bed crying and he would come check in on me.... Nudge me to get out of bed ... To take him for a walk. Those walks save me. I appreciate his goofiness, his crazy kisses, his howling in his sleep, his love for snacks and how he thinks I am the best cook haha, how sweet he is to little kids, how he pushes the door open with his head anytime I am in a different room, stealing my dirty socks from the hamper and hiding them so I never have a matching pair, how he loves on everyone at a party but always comes and sits by me, how he heals my heart with his heart.... The list can go on.. he is the best boy ❤️ I just wanted someone to know.
I need to vent. I try to be a good person. I try to help people. I don't understand why I get used and abused. I work full time. 40 some odd hours a week. I feel like I am drowning with all the costs of everything. I had someone steal my lunch at work from the fridge. If you're hungry... Ask me... I would share it with you!
I just don't like this world. I am drained. Tired. Angry. Depressed. Has it gotten worse?? Does anyone else feel like this?