I’m depressed. It started yesterday. Throughout the day I
had little patience. Got frustrated easily. I was very teary by the end of the
day. Had no energy to do anything. Fell asleep in a messy house, in my gross
exercise clothes. When I woke up this morning I didn’t want to move a muscle. I
wanted to stay right where I was. It was too hard. I had a hard time, still
having a hard time, thinking about today and what I need to do. I need to bring
my daughters to school and pick them up. I should shower at some point. I’ll
need to make lunch and dinner. I should do some cleaning. Seems tough. I really
should go to the gym, but that seems really hard. However, I’ve been exercising
really well the past week. The guilt I’ll feel from skipping a day might be too
much.
Yes, I’d feel guilty. I have no medium. I either don’t
exercise at all or I exercise too much.
Anyway. This is the first time I’ve actually been depressed
since starting my new medication. Which sucks. I knew it wasn’t going to cure
me completely. That’s not possible. I’m always going to have intense ups and
downs. But medication should make these moods less extreme. I’m hoping this
doesn’t go much further than it is already. To the point where I’m not
completely in reality. I don’t think that’s going to happen. I’m still thinking
very clearly.
So, I’m going back to bed for a half hour. Then I will
hopefully be able to face the day.
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