Thursday, February 10, 2011
Struggling with the Winter Blues
One of the hardest parts of my disability is dealing with depression. Depression also run on both side of my families, so I'm not sure how much is from the CP and how much is inherited. I let my meds run out last week (I know, I know) I'm not against taking the med - they do help, but I feel guilty that I even have to take them My father-in-law refers to them as my "Crazy Pills". It makes me feels bad, like I'm not good enough; I'm not worthy to be married to his son or/ and especially not worthy enough to be the mother of his grand kids. I know this is not true and I over think things! I just wish I could be normal.