Hello, Bell Jar
Feeling depressed today. I realized it while at the children's museum this afternoon. A sudden sadness overcame me. Actually, if I'm being honest, it was the thought: I look ridiculous in these leggings. And then the atmosphere shifted, and every stranger's glance grew barbs. I wanted to hide in the bathroom, cover my eyes and let the world dissolve into velveteen darkness. But of course there were snacks to hand out, sippy cups to refill, diapers to change, errands to run.
I think other people noticed it before I did. All week long people have been asking me how I'm doing, if I'm okay, their voices lowered, a pregnant pause. And all week long I've been replying, "Oh, I'm fine. Just have a cold. It'll pass soon."
It'll pass soon. It'll pass soon. It'll pass soon.