I don't really know how to explain this, but here goes!
I don't think I'm depressed. Been there before & it's not the same feeling. I don't think it's feeling 'fed up' either. Basically I just seem to go from day to day, doing whatever needs to be done, without feeling any happiness or lust for life. I don't really have any hobbies or passions. Okay, so I've been feeling pretty ill for a couple of weeks (Flu/toothache/blocked sinuses) but even before that, I've never felt happy.
I'm grateful for what I have. A family, 2 kids who I absolutely adore, a husband who is very loyal & hardworking.
My brother died suddenly when I was 18, while I was dealing with my grief, I had to witness my parents grief, my dad didn't cope very well at all, he wasn't working at the time, so unlike my mum, had nothing to occupy his mind. I never truly understood or appreciated what their grief meant until I became a parent myself.
I was bullied at school. Picked on because of my face being so wide & flat. It's stayed with me throughout - I dispise my face. I always wish I looked like someone else.
I just wish i could feel happier about life. About myself. Does anyone else reasonate with this?