We moved house about 3 weeks ago, half an hour away from our old town and only about 15mins further away from both sets of closest friends. The move is good for us as we are now a lot closer to dh's parish (he's a minister) so he's not on the motorway all day (sometimes making 3 trips or more a day) and we get to see him more. It does mean ds and I have longer journeys as my work and his specialist nursery are still in the same place.
I feel really isolated, like I'm all alone here. I'm so tired and feel like I want to cry a lot of the time.
A lot has happened in the last 3 years. I had severe PTSD and worked really hard processing my child abuse history so I have become really really close to my friends who have been an enormous support.
We're all a bit under the weather with viruses (I think ds has bronchitis) and we've just decided to cancel our trip to Europe to visit my dad and stepmum (meant to drive over today) 
In a way it's a relief because we're really not happy to travel all day with a poorly 4 year old who may or may not get a nasty chest infection soon (he has cerebral palsy, it happens twice a year or so, it makes him very poorly very quickly) and I'm so tired and low.
I thought about starting St Johnswort again as it's worked well in the past, but I'm on stomach medication right now and the two don't go together. And I had such a bad reaction to citalopram when prescribed for anxiety that I would need a referral to a psychiatrist before trying anything else.
Meh, I'm just down and need to get it out of my system. I told my dh that I feel I'm fighting depression and he said jokingly 'Oh no you don't, I'm the one who does depression round here'. He would tell you that he takes me seriously but I still don't appreciate it.
3rd day inside with poorly ds not helping. Just having a moan.