I feel as if I am always frustrated. It doesn’t matter how far or how fast I run from it, it is always there. Trying to oil the machine that runs all that is in my life. My family, friends, work, everyday tasks and more. Just seems too much to handle at times. I break down and shut down. At times I just can’t function. I can’t talk to people, can’t work, can’t take care of myself. I know that part of that is just depression. I try really hard to keep my chin up. And they sucky part of some of this is.. I start to feel better thinking that I can handle the world. I go out and start breathing life and those that surround me. And I realize that I am being totally unrealistic about how I handle things. I know this but I don’t know how to fix this. So I trudge along knowing that it will happen again. Knowing that I don’t know when or what is going to trigger the nasty feelings I have when I get frustrated and what stems from being frustrated. For a long time I thought that I had normal thoughts and feelings. Just thought that everyone went through the same types of emotions that I do.