Just need to tell someone.

I've been wondering recently whether I can really say that I'm happy. I don't think I am.

I enjoy activities, I like to have fun. I spend time with friends that I care about.

Aside from that I'm struggling to actually single out any one thing that makes me happy.

It's terrible to acknowledge, but I don't think it's a long term problem, but even my SO isn't making me happy at the moment.

I loved my work about 18 months ago. Until my staff left and I made two poor choices of replacements. Now, I watch the clock, waiting to get out. I take my annual leave a) glad of the break, but b) anxious of my return.

My immediate family and I aren't really talking much nowadays, and when we do they're bitching about each other. That's fine I suppose, it's what families do. Right?

I do hope the gloom lifts one day soon. And for anyone else feeling this way too, know you're not alone!

Much love 💜