I wanted to post several things yesterday but I couldn't.  I came home and went to bed.  It was the only place I could get some privacy.  I do believe I'm depressed.  Not like end of the world depressed, just a little down right now.  I know it will get better.  The thing is I can't do what I normally do.  Normally, I'll do the things I have to do... work, clean, take care of the pets, and so on but I won't do anything else.  I turn off my phones, close the drapes, and hide from the world for 2-3 days until I work everything out in my head.  Then I open back up to the world and life goes on as normal.  But now, Chase is here.  I can't work through things the way I normally do.  And he wants me to talk to him about it.  Well, I'm sorry but that's not what I want to do, it's not how I do things.  I don't talk them out.  I work it out in my head, that's where everything is any way... the problem and the solution.  So I don't know what to do.  Like everything else it will work out, I just don't know how yet.