Does anyone else experience this? That feeling of gloom that sweeps over you? It feels almost comforting but at the same time it's horrific and upsetting. I think the comfort is at the thought of succumbing to it, it's the thought that you could just wallow in it because it's the easy thing to do. Tears don't feel too far away and crying can make you feel better. I'm thinking of that scene in Bridget Jones where she's singing "All by Myself" and sobbing. But it's horrific because of the fight not to succumb to it. I would love nothing more than to go and curl up in my bed, cry, sleep and eat crap. But not only do I have two children to look after, I also know that if I did that I would have an even bigger battle to dig myself out of it.
The gloom is starting. It is awful. I want to cry but I don't want to be weak because the weakness can let it take hold. I want to think about all of the things I don't like about myself and all the reasons I have for feeling this low because it makes the overwhelming sadness justified. But thinking of those things takes me closer to hiding under the duvet. It's exhausting fighting it. The exhaustion makes the bed/sleep option more appealing, but my children make the fight against it necessary.
Am I destined to a life fighting this "gloom"? I've always described it before as being on the brink of major depression (I don't know if that's what it is clinically, it's just how it feels). I've always manages to fight it. What if one day I don't/can't?