I am still struggling with my depression. Last week was harder than most. I’ve been feeling extra emotional and tired.

I’ve been trying to talk openly with my husband and friends so they know how I’m feeling. It’s hard to be honest sometimes and to see things the way they do. I’ve also been trying to read, get enough sleep, and take care of myself to keep from crying so much. But this week hasn’t gone the way I hoped it would.

And that’s okay. We’re allowed to have hard weeks. We’re allowed to feel our feelings, even when we wish we didn’t feel this way. You’re never alone in this.