That time when you feel empty because you’ve given too much of yourself and wish you could get some of it back!
Just now feeling sorry for myself and wishing somebody would give half a shit when I am depressed. I realize that self-pity doesn’t fix anything, but sometimes it’s inevitable when everything seems to be going to the crapper! Sometimes I just cry out to God, “Why, why, why?” I ask Him could I just see a little something good to help me lift myself up and carry on. Right now, I’m waiting for that little something good.