What's up with Whatsit

It is what it is

I have been so depressed these few months I could hardly move from my chair. I have come to my blog a few times only to draw a blank as to what to write.

My husband did send me to talk to somebody. I went twice. I kind of enjoyed having somebody just to talk to about everything going on in my brain. Once I opened my mouth I couldn't shut it. It was just so good to have somebody to spill everything to. Then I found out how much it cost, which made me feel too guilty so I stopped going. Realistically we do not have the money for that. I am still not working. I still don't have health insurance. It's a good thing I don't get sick very often. Physically that is.

We have a houseguest who is looking for a place to live. Yesterday by chance we got to talking about depression. So far I have been putting a good face on whatever is going on with me. At least most of the time. It turns out he has been through what I am going through and just having somebody to relate to about this helped. It's helped a whole bunch.

It's possible that I may make it.