I am still not happy with anything that is going on with my life. I have been even more depressed than the last time. I feel like nothing matters to me anymore, and nothing anyone will say matter anymore. This battle is going nowhere. There is no winner and no loser.
Just last week, I was in the worst type of pain I have ever been in. I was emotionally and physically in pain. I was diagnosed with sciatica on my left leg. It is not a life threatening condition like a terminal illness. I am glad that sciatica is treatable but it also made me sad because it is a reminder that I am getting old. I don't like the idea of getting old. I feel like my sciatica will limit me on my mobility as time goes on. I don't want pain anymore. I don't want to feel pain anymore. I don't want to get old. I don't feel like I have achieved anything in my life. I got a lot of stuff that I want to do before I get too old.
This week, I have been feeling more depressed than I ever was. My boyfriend left the country yesterday to go see his grandma who lives in El Salvador. It is only going to be a week but I feel like it is eternal. I think the only reason I feel this way is because everything happened in a rush when I went to drop him and his family off at the airport. I didn't feel like I had the chance to say goodbye properly and give him a hug before we separated for a week. I am glad that he is able to see his other family members whereas I am not able due to the COVID outbreak where my family lives. I felt everything was rushed from the time of the drop-off to leaving the airport. It hurts not being able to give a proper send off. Now the only way we can communicate is through WhatsApp. I have to say that WhatsApp is a greatest app to ever been created because I am able to still communicate with him even though he is in another country. It gives me relief that I am able to still communicate with him.
So why am I still depressed? It is my lousy job and the zero respect I get.