I am my father’s son…

I wrote a post years ago about my dad’s temper, the abuse that my siblings and I took, & learning from my dad’s mistakes. I felt like I was in a good place to say that I was doing just that. I had lost quite a bit of weight, I was eating healthy, going to the gym, in therapy trying to better myself. I was on a great path.

Since spring 2020, I have slumped into a depression. I’m constantly fatigued, I have put on all the weight I lost and then some, my mood constantly fluctuates, I don’t feel right anymore.

I’m supposed to be learning from my dad’s mistakes, but I see myself making the same ones. I get that I’m only human, but it’s not ok. I know better than this. I am better than this. At least I think I am…