There are days when I literally cannot look at my reflection in the mirror, I am so down. Today’s one of those.

Not only did I neglect my outer appearance, but I have that old, familiar ache and emptiness due to lack of serotonin. There’s only so much that Lexapro can do.

Once again, I have vowed to make a job change in ’07. Easier said than done, as I found out this past summer. No one wants a forty-four year-old with no college education, regardless of how skilled and driven I am. I’ve got to figure out something though, because this situation is killing me day by day.

Could the holidays PLEASE be over now?