She is feeling depressed and anxious about so many things these days. She would not tell anyone though. But, I know what she is thinking. Maybe, she does not know how would I feel about it or how would I react.
I myself is discontented. I do not like the place I live in. I want a more quiet place. I want a bigger house. I want more money in the bank. Who am I to blame? I am not acting or doing anything about it. Maybe she is pressured. She feels that the world is on her shoulders. I hope she speaks up. I hope I would listen. How could I help? I also have so many shortcomings. I know, I know.
Now, I have imbibed her depression and anxiety. That is the reason why she does not want to talk to me. She has not. I just sense it.
We are letting things be for a while. I know she would like more also. However, she is limited. Oh, if we could bring back the past. We have many money in the bank. We sort of mismanaged it or we have been very generous to others. Now it is too late? We just have to be wiser this time. We have limited resources now. Thus, it becomes depressing for both of us. Nevertheless, we have to be thankful. We are still blessed. We eat three times a day. We have our own home.
Life could still be beautiful, indeed. We have to stop these negative feelings and focus on the positive side of life.
It’s never too late. It will only be too late if we’re not breathing anymore. Have faith!