I haven’t been feeling life lately. Sick with covid from 11.28-12.9 had 3-4 days where I felt okay and went back to work 12.12 and I was sick again a few days later, went to urgent care for antibiotics. Back at work 12.19 ears clogged (already hearing impaired so this is sooo bad) probably won’t clear for another week when my antibiotics are completed; and to top it off I’m also visited by Aunt Flow. I’ve fallen into my depression again, weight gain, isolation, the usual. And I’m just fucking exhausted. I hate this month. It just keeps beating me down. I’ve had people try to help but the more they help the worse it is because I want isolation.
I’ve also only seen my niece ONCE in the last month and a half and I know she’d be able to cheer me up. But she’s been sick too and I can’t go around her when I’m sick and just 🫠
Also feel like work doesn’t appreciate me, so I need to look for another job. I feel like I’m mirroring last year almost in that regard.
Basically December has fucked me over and just for that I want to throw out the whole year and be done. I swear 2023 better have good shit in store for me because I fucking deserve it after the hellscape the last 2 years has been.
