a great week

This has been such a great week. I'm not sure exactly why, nothing exciting happened or anything but it was just good. I had it together this week. Not that there were problems or anything. It's just that I felt like I could handle anything that was thrown my way. Last week?? Not so much! I was so depressed last week. I felt so desparate and unable to cope. I didn't know how to get anything done. I wish I could figure out how to make that go away. I wish I could feel like I do now all the time or at least most of it. We have a good life. I should be happy. I had a realization about mid week this week. Mike worked every night last week until after 9. I was on my own pretty much all week. It's so strange but when he is gone more, I want him gone even more. I want to be alone even though I'm miserable alone. How does that make sense? I retreat into a shell of myself and just go through the motions without really doing anything well. I hate talking - I don't answer the phone This week Mike has been home by about 6 or so. I've actually had a husband who has been around to spend time with, to help with baths and bedtime, to drive to baseball practices and games. It's been great. He just makes me feel good. He makes me feel like I can do anything. Am I really that dependant on him? Is that okay or not?