Depression and it’s many evils

Okay. Those of you who may have been following me for the long haul may remember when I painted my nails on a regular basis.

If you don’t, that’s okay.

To catch you up, I used you paint my nails every couple of weeks because it made me happy.

I’m lucky to get in the shower every few days as of late.

I literally just shaved probably two months of fur off of my legs. Let’s not sugar coat things.

I mean really. I’ve been wearing jeans when it’s 80°F (~27°C), because I was too overwhelmed to deal with the extra time in the shower.

The only thing I can say to that is thank goodness everywhere has air conditioning.

So yeah. It’s been pretty lame.

I’m not a Barbie doll. I don’t wear makeup anymore. I seriously just found my bag of makeup not that long ago… and I’m not quite sure where it is again if I’m honest.

I’m sure I need new eyeliner and mascara.

I just haven’t been up to it. I just haven’t.

I want to be.

Seriously sitting down and doing my nails sounds like torture at the moment.

It’s a miracle I finally stopped biting them a couple of years ago.

So yeah.

Depression has sort of taken the normal “self care” things and made them a giant chore.

It’s getting better. I did decide to wear shorts tomorrow (it’s supposed to be in the 80’s again this weekend). I did get my hair done.

It’s not a total loss.

It’s just not where it should be either.

Image from Pexels.

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