“How are you?” is probably one of the worst questions there
is. For one I’m going to answer with “I’m
fine” and smile, which are both a lie. The
second thing is you really don’t want to hear the real answer. Before I begin with the real answer though, I
truthfully appreciate the people that ask “How are you?” and genuinely
care. It really does help for that split
second to lift my spirits, but sorry I must lie to your face.
So here’s the truth:
I’m not fine, I’m the exact opposite of fine. I start my day usually crying for a few
minutes because I have to walk by pictures and an urn instead of a snoring and
drooling little girl. I don’t want to
get out of bed to pee much less go through another day. The last thing I want to do is interact with
people and have conversations. I don’t
want to watch that kid suffer in class when I know their parents could give a
crap about what they do. I don’t even
like working out any more, but I have to because with depression comes eating
and I’d weigh 400 pounds if I didn’t. I
don’t like picking up the phone when my friends call and usually stare at the
screen until it goes to voicemail. I get
mad at stuff around the house that doesn’t even matter. I make my wife, the one person I can’t go
without, cry and not like me with stupid decisions and comments. I spent 2 hours of Thanksgiving laying in bed
staring at Penelope’s Bunny because I couldn’t handle being around people and
faking it anymore. I smile, laugh, and
joke around while inside I’m trying not to throw up and holding back tears
because something I’m doing is probably reminding me of P and I’m hoping that I
can leave to go sit on the couch as soon as possible and hold her boppy. I look like I’m holding it together, but
there’s the truth, I'm not.
I don’t want extra calls or texts, I probably won’t pick it
up any way. I am depressed but I have to
learn how to deal with it my way. I don’t
want to leave my house, but I do. I have
an obligation to my kids to give them a great day and I will do that, no matter
what’s wrong with me. So for those of
you that I do encounter during the day, I appreciate you and yeah, “I’m fine.”
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