My darlings, I am at a wall. The antidepressants aren't working as well as they have been and although they should be up to speed in about a week I am feeling low.

I'm very sad that someone that seemed to be a good, trusted friend has gone behind my back and given up a secret to the enemy who has come back to me and slapped my wrist for something that should be none of their business. Now I have to recatagorize this person in to a pigeon hole that I do not like to use; friendly but not friends.

I seem to be being slapped by the universe for being human and having weaknesses.

I'm sad and hurt and in need of a hug.

Any takers?