To be honest, while at work, I am acting as I normally do. I'm cheerful, lighthearted, whimsical, and sarcastic. Nothing there has changed.
At home, I'm still a mom, a wife, a cook, a doctor, and everything else I usually am.
The whole house is sick, but I don't think it is that dragging me down.
I can't really put my finger on it.
When I'm alone, I'm feeling lonely, which usually isn't the case. And when I'm not alone, I find myself wishing I was alone. I'm checking my phone quite a bit, and I'm wondering if my social experiment to NOT reach out to others is affecting me. I am, after all, a people person. Perhaps I'm feeling insignificant because I have not been contacted by friends and family members. Perhaps I'm just realizing that I make more initial contact with friends and family than I had thought.
I have broken down, by the way. I texted a friend who I knew was sick. I also reached out to my husband while he was at work. Both were thankful to hear from me.
Yet... I'm feeling a little blue.