Its THAT time of the year again.
Today is the 11th anniversary of my 1st miscarriage and even though last year, it was the 1st year I didn't think about it other than after the fact thinking that I made it through without being depressed or really thinking about it.
This year I actually started thinking about it earlier in the week and even though I wasn't as depressed as I was before when I would think about it, I did have a depressed weekend. It revolves around hoarding and all the crap in the house and the fact that PJ is starting to show similar hoarding tendencies and we are already drowning in crap. I've been angry and feeling unappreciated & insignificant all weekend long.
Feb 16 is the 5th anniversary of PJ's ASD dx and the hoarding issues above are part and parcel of this dx.
February can bugger off now.