preemptive birthday blues

It’s my birthday this week. Over the weekend, I didn’t think much about it, but come today, it’s all I could think about. And it didn’t suit me.

Before I started writing tonight, I went back to read what I’d written last year. I didn’t do NaBloPoMo last year. I was in the throes of depression. It’s rearing its ugly head again now. I see it. I recognize it. I wanted to close the door in its face before it came in, but it’s too late.


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Mia says:

    Sorry to hear that you are feeling depressed 😦 I understand it’s hard. I hope you will feel better soon. Hugs from aunt Mia ❤

  2. Sandy says:

    Oh sweet Lizzie!

  3. mama says:

    You are loved

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