Effort, that's the thing that is soo hard. Everything seems to take such immense effort. Getting up, deciding what to wear, deciding if I want to eat.....one positive thing is I've lost 12 pounds due to no appetite. Lucky I'm married, he makes sure I eat something because I just don't feel like it, but I want him to eat.
Drinking lots, although even getting the beer seems like a lot of work:H But, I do seem to make that effort.
Going to the doc today. I can't seem to drag myself up by my bootstraps (actually I don't have bootstraps on my boots), but if I did I couldn't , so am going to ask for a different anti-depressant or an increase on the one I'm on.....and have run out of several days ago.
I know drinking is a depressant, I know it's the worse thing I could do as depressed as I am, but somehow I can't seem to give a sh*t.
And to Idiot Wind that says yeah we are depressing at times, yup, I am now. But my cyber-friends here know I can be darn fun too. Wish I was feeling that way.:boohoo:
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