I'm feeling so fed up with myself that I can't even be bothered to write this. Everything right now, big or small seems like a mountain to climb.
This is day 2 of not going to work. I just can't face it. I hate the place although the people are okay. It isn't busy enough, so the day drags. Then work lands on my desk and the effort I have to put in to get it started sometimes feels insurmountable.
I think finding a new job to fit in better with my family life would be a huge relief. But there aren't many out there!
I wonder whether it's just the job that's dragging my mood down or something else. My head is often full of negative thoughts but I send out the opposite signals to all my friends. To be honest, the only time I am truly happy is when I'm snuggled up on the sofa with my two kids. If it wasn't for them, life wouldn't be worth living 