I feel so absolutely frustrated with what I am facing, alone. And, who wouldn't feel this way?
Feel alone and afraid, because I am alone and have reason to be afraid.
I feel...
...depressed and very much a burden. My depression is not some personal failure and my burdens are life on life's terms.
...scared and frustrated that my brain is increasingly mush. And, why wouldn't it be?
...depressed and tormented, because I do not know how to begin finding, remembering and recieving all the help I now need and certainly while meeting family needs, as well as, caregiving.
...depressed and trapped, because I can only endure my suffering and isolation "One day at a time," and fear is controlling me into thinking poorly and belieiving that I must continue to do so for the rest of this life.
I am scared!