December 6, 2020
Dec 26: It's one of those days. Pffft. Who am I kidding. It's that post-Christmas depressive episode that makes everything seem white and blurry and unwieldy. I'm in my bed, and it's both the best and worst place I can think of. Glad that's over, I say to myself again and again. But am I really glad. This had been hard in the past years, and this year was actually the easiest it had been to be honest. Yet why is it that this relief is bringing me immense sadness, still? I stare at the ceiling, wish for answers.