I wish I was one of those lucky ladies who just got hot flashes, etc. I can't get out of bed. The depression, the desolation, the anxiety, the panic attacks . . . I can't take much more of this.
And I've had too many changes in the last few years of my life. Going through a divorce (married to gay man -- that'll put you through hell!). Having a child late in life. My life right now is close to impossible. Still I keep gutting each day out. I'm on medications, but sometimes I think life just deals us a succession of sh*tty cards. And I get to be one of those stupid, passive, unlucky people.
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