I have to admit, I’ve been pretty depressed recently. I haven’t lost weight since the baby, because I’m stress eating. I had to take much more time off, so I’m totally out of cash; I can’t even go shopping at the dollar store or take my son out to eat. I had a colic kid (she’s doing better), so no sleep. And this week, my beloved cousin went to the hospital sick. She’s in ICU and knocking on deaths door. Hopefully, she will pull through, but it’s touch and go. She has acute renal failure, liver failure, internal bleeding (you need a liver to have clotting), and is on a ventilator.
I have no part of me that feels jolly or joy right now.
And all I want to do is go for a LONG run.
Fuck this snow.