Perhaps this isn't the correct forum as I wouldn't say I'm exactly depressed but have had one hell of a day and things have got a bit on top of me and I needed to vent (sometimes I get a bit sick of being the strong one in most of the relationships in my life!)
Ok.....Today I:
Got used as a taxi by a couple of friends;
Was, per usual, the butt of jokes (supposedly meant in a friendly way) by said friends;
Scraped my car up a wall as I was rushing around;
Had a screaming baby who just wouldn't sleep as she was too hot;
Discovered I hadn't been invited to a 'friend's' BBQ when 3 other friends had;
Couldn't fit into really lovely present DH bought me to cheer up (fat slob! me, not dh!);
Ok, so put into writing perhaps it's not so bad, but still....why can't I be the one people look after sometimes? Anyone ever felt this way? What did you do?
Sorry this got long!