Some days are tougher than others. Some days I feel wonderful and happy with life. Some days I wonder how I even get out of bed in the mornings. I am medicated for a myriad of disorders (depression, anxiety, bi-polar) and 75% of the time I am happy as a bee on a flower.
A couple of days ago I was driving to pick up my youngest and I think I drove through some kind of portal that left me questioning everything. Am I happy? Am I making the right choices in life? Am I happy in my relationship with my boyfriend? Is the grass really greener over there?
Time will provide all of the answers I need. Until then, I push myself to continue on until it passes.
Be well my friends.