I think I’ve might have mentioned before that I struggle with depression. Well, I haven’t been able to get help for it yet (at least until my medical insurance kicks in beginning in May). My life is slowly unraveling day by day.
I don’t have the energy for anything anymore. Not even the simplest chores. Just unloading the dishwasher feels like climbing a mountain. (My parents have what I call denial depression, always have. And them yelling at me about the dishwasher only makes doing it seem more impossible.
Because of work I’ve had to withdrawal from church activities as much, and no one noticed. So now I don’t even try to go.
I am so unorganized in life. I want to exercise, study, take good care of my rabbits, but everything feels like an uphill battle and I wind up just sitting in front of the tv downing chocolate.
And then I feel worst because I don’t do what I’m supposed to which heaps on guilt.
I wish I could see some sort if end to the tunnel.
Sorry for the depressing rant. 