after “sobbing – praying – stupid me”

That evening, after the morning I wrote “sobbing – praying – stupid me,” he asked me why I cried when I woke up in the mornings.

I told him that I struggle with depression, that I don’t like my life.

He asked if there was anything he could do.

I didn’t say anything.

He was quiet, too, and then he said, when you come home from work, you should work in your garden for fifteen minutes.  I told you that before and you said that I didn’t want you going to the gym.  I don’t mind if you go to the gym, but you should think about coming home and working in your garden because that will make you feel better.

So, there’s my answer – I should work in my garden and that will make it all better.