Hell

I hope I spelled hell correctly since I may not know the letters but I am familiar with the feeling. Spent last weekend doing nothing just major chores, no TV and my hubby conveniently fell sick. My life revolved around the apartment and the three rooms inside. Then it rained.

I succumbed to stress. Ambivalent with anger, loneliness, unhapiness, restlesness all mixed together, the negativity crept in. The victim - my husband. He came in handy since he was immobile with his gout fever .

Everything has been twirling inside my head I couldn't even manage to fall asleep naturally. Hellish thus the feeling. This morning, awoken at 4++ in the morning, I rummaged through my self-help books. It has come back!