"I took the phone off the hook and threw mail away unopened. I began to look at daytime as an invasion of my privacy...My lack of energy fascinated me. Id sit for hours, trying to convince myself to take a bath." (Wally Lamb, Shes Come Undone, 1992)
What perplexes me is how shit like this sneaks up on you when you least expect it. Theres no physical or mental reason to be depressed right now; its more like a string of events that have really bad timing. You think that its not really affecting you, but then all of a sudden, its a huge effort to walk across the room and pick up a fabric softner sheet thats been under the living room chair for over a week.
Ridiculous things start to make sense too. It seems perfectly reasonable to curl up in front of the door in freezing weather. Its better to sleep because when your awake, you have to make complex decisions, like what shirt to wear.
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*Hugs*
If its any consolation , Ive been feeling the same way lately. (Probably due to my madly fluctuating hormones..)
Ive had a bowl in my dishwasher for 3 weeks that just won't come completely clean...but I won't take it out and wash it by hand. I feel as though I can't be "bothered". So it goes through wash after wash...after wash....
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