Woe is me

My depressions are really stupid to blog about becasue they are as frequent as can be, and they are gone as fast as they appear. I'm not very good at being depressed, if you want to know the truth.
I was telling Kara today about how life really is a series of sorrows. Actually I think what I really said was something vulgar from a bumpersticker.
But life is hard. It never seems to be easy, for some reason. Everyone I know has something, or a lot of somethings, that make it nearly overwhelming.
I am Pollyanna, and I find the silver lining most of the time. I usually turn the silver lining into Gold and think I've found a great treasure. That's why I am so happy most of the time. I am delusional.
Most of the time.
And then a friend breaks my heart.
Or a man breaks my heart.
Or a friend's heart breaks.
Or something else breaks, like my youngest son's window. Which is expensive and neccessary.
Or something sad, that casts a solemn shadow over my little world. And then I feel the weight of it.
But there is so much beauty, and so much to be thankful for. Right?
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Ok, I was writing here..................... and then I decided to erase, because it sounded like Melodramatic Poetry from Junior High School. I hate it when I do that.
The only possible remedy is a good night's sleep.
But I'll tell you some of the things that make me sad today.
One friend is off to a funeral.
One friend is facing financial ruin.
One friend that I dearly love has been out of my life for a couple years, and I am still sad about it.
One friend has to daily cope with a loss too powerful to heal.
And me? I am just feeling sorry for myself because I am going to be single forever and I will never have more kids or financial security or sex.
But my toe is healing, so that's encouraging. What was that line from The Princess Bride? "If you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything."