I think I'm finally getting there. The depression isn't weighing me down as much. I'm still having problems getting through my days, but it's not because I can't stand to do anything. It's more because I just don't want to do anything. More of a laziness instead of an inability. Which isn't entirely true that I'm lazy. Today I had a killer headache, and I still managed to get about four loads of laundry done. My living room, however, is trashed. Geez, you'd think I have a three year old.
And speaking of Matthew, I'm taking him in to see where he falls on the autism spectrum. I know that Nick is so against there being a label put on Matthew, but I need to know. I just see some of his behaviors (like stiff hugs, no eye contact, completely ignoring someone talking to him even if that person is right in his face, not following any directions), and I have to know what's going on. It doesn't change who he is as a child; he's still my Matthew, loveable little creature. But maybe it can change how I deal with his behaviors that I'm not handling well now, and I can learn of different ways to discipline, because Lord knows that what I'm doing now isn't working!
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