Black Sabbath

Nothing feels warm or comforting.
Nothing is bright and full of promise.
Nothing feels fantastic.
Nothing fabulous, nothing wonderful,
Nothing surprising, nothing hilarious.

Nothing is beautiful or incredible.
Nothing is precious or unique.

Going through the motions, without the emotions.
Wondering why should I bother.
When I quit, the world continues just the same.

It is gray outside and black inside.
Happiness is a million miles away.
Where are all those stars?

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That was written Saturday, Feb 26.
Follow-up report written on Wednesday, Mar 2:
I'm doing so much better. I had some upsetting things happen in the past several weeks that really had me down in the dumps. Plus, it had rained or been overcast for days and days.

We've had 2 sunny but cold days in a row and that sunshine really helps.

I worked out Mon, Tues, and today, and I'm POSITIVE the endorphins are helping. I hadn't worked out in a solid week, and had only done about twice/week before that for several weeks. NOT good for all KINDS of reasons. I was feeling fat, frumpy, ugly and unkempt. I was bearly wearing any make-up. EGADS! - a Southern woman's greatest faux pas!