I keep thinking it would be easier to sometimes as I'm fed up with my life. I won't do it because of dd. I don't really understand how to repair the damage done to me from my past. I'm lonely and I love my dd but HATE being a single mum. I do love Christmas but it does bring up emotional stuff for me. Fed up of feeling like citralopram is a mask for all of the shit in my life. A bandage rather than a cure. There is a lot of good stuff too (dd er....dd) which keeps me going but even then I don't always enjoy motherhood. I just want to fel loved and supported but instead I feel rejected and alone.