I hate depression. My daughter is so cute and keeps saying the funniest things, and I know they're funny, but I can't laugh.
I walked into the living room and she said "hi mommy, welcome to my princess office!"
Then she brought up snowball fights, but called them snowman fights, which is funny, but all I can do is sit on the couch and watch her. I don't even feel like responding to her when she talks to me.
This is when I used to drink to give me that boost so I could play with her. I convinced myself that drinking made me a better mother in that respect. Tonight I feel kind of helpless.