For fucks sake. Today’s moan about depression? It’s hard to make yourself wake up and start your day (which you totally know you should do, because laying in bed all day helps nobody, and does not in any way pay the bills or raise the children). This is because it is physically impossible to get out of bed.
Every time I tried to get out of bed this morning, I ran out of energy before I could sit up all the way. I didn’t care that the room was chilly. I didn’t care that I had shit to do today. I simply could not make myself care, because I had zero (0) energy.
Even while I’m writing this, I’m yawning, and praying the kids don’t ask me for help with school while their mom is at the dentist’s. Anyone have a shot of adrenaline? I could really use a pick-me-up. No? Guess I’m going to go chug some orange juice, and eat a high-carb high-protein brunch-type-thing.