I suppose I’m beginning to sound like a broken record (yeah, that’s a shout-out to the old folks reading this blog — RECORDS — remember those?). I’m terrified of depression creeping up around me.
Since the surgery, I’ve been in a frenzy of tears and sadness. I’m sleeping too much — when I should be awake — and awake at night, when I should be asleep. Its freaking me out because I feel like I’m shrinking away from myself.