I’m suspicious of myself.
I am calm. I don’t recognize this feeling, at all. I should be paranoid. THAT! Now that is a familiar feeling. But I don’t, I’m calm. I’mma ride this out.
Functionally Depressed Chronicles
Gathering the strength to do small remedial tasks is a lot harder for me than most. During certain "dark" times, removing myself from the couch is equivalent to running a marathon. I was talking with Nic during one of those times, I was strategizing my next move. I needed to take a baby step. Something to push me away from the funk. I knew! I told her,"Tomorrow I'll put on lotion,"
I didn't though.
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