I don't how to begin describing this never ending craziness...I wonder if I'm depressed indeed. Nothing seems to be that exciting anymore. I am not happy just staying home. Sometimes I feel elated with things like books, movies, gym, etc..but then again it's not enough. I feel that I am not living my own life here...anymore! I don't have friends that makes it somehow strange for me. I guess the need to socialize is "soo" much of a need to me than a want.
I feel that I don't deserve the things that I have now. But then again, I may just be petty and sick in the head. I am like this because this is not a usual circumstance. A new so called life. And no, I'm not being hormonal (quite far from being premenstrual even). I wonder if you would understand. But Mark said he does. He knows why I'm acting strange, if indeed I am one. And for now, I think we'll just have to adjust with my 'episodes'. Tomorrow is our 8th month. I asked him to take a leave so we can spend the day together. A fresh start.
This is quite contrary to have felt marital bliss in my previous blogs. Well, that's just shows how volatile my moods are right now. Again, my poor husband.
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Hmm, I might be wrong here, but yours may very be the problem with no name. Check it out at
http://www.h-net.org/~hst203/documents/friedan1.html
But take it with a grain of salt ;). Hope it helps! Take care...
- The Ga with no name... :P
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