Broken

Recent entries mumbled on about my kitchen repairs and a leak in my ceiling.
This morning I discovered a leak in my bathroom that may have caused the floorboards to start rotting. Another big repair job and another heap of stress on my shoulders.

This, seemingly, is the straw that broke the camel's back. I had a mini meltdown, finally acknowledging the depression that has been haunting me for several years.

It isn't all caused by the ever increasing DIY workload, but it is a long term major contributor. As I sobbed gently into my hands, muttering something along the lines of 'I just can't do this anymore', I was comforted by my partner - herself no stranger to depression.

Now I have to find the strength, the will, to pick myself up and get everything sorted once and for all.

On a lighter note, I was born under the sign of Aquarius - the water bearer. The irony of the watery troubles in the flat does not escape me.