Where is Me

I have post partum depression. There. I said it...or typed it...whatever. Have you ever been in an airplane when it is cloudy out and you can't see anything except for every now and then when you get a peek at the sun or a glimpse of the land below. Thats kind of what I feel like. All.The.Time. Like my mind is so cloudy and I can see myself once in awhile but for the most part I dont know where I am. It reminds me of the Dr. Seuss book "Many Colored Days" "then comes a mixed up day and WHAM I don't know who or what I am....But it all turns out ok you see and I go back to just being Me." I am ready to go back to just being me.

~Tired~

Of favoritism. Of families who claim to be family oriented and then leave family out. Of individuals who claim to follow a set of principles and yet have actions that are so contradictory. I'm tired of trying to fit into this world because I truly do love and respect family and being rejected or mistreated because they believe I do not fit a certain set of ideals. Tired of people assuming I do not fit these ideals of theirs when they have no clue who I am or what I stand for. The world is too hypocritical for me sometimes and I am ready to create my own.