Unfortunately, I slept too late and feel a little too crappy to have gotten anything done.
I hate that I keep wasting days like this.
I also hate that my social life is in the toilet and I don’t have much to do.
Honestly, I need to find a good outlet volunteering or something. It’s campaign season and I’ve been thinking about that, but I’m pretty sure I don’t have the stamina for door to door activities and I’m not even sure I want to do that with the state of the world. I did it twenty years ago, but the world was a vastly different place then.
I don’t know.
I just want to be useful.
I really want to start with this room. I just didn’t today. I know I said I would try to not feel like a failure if I didn’t get to it, but I totally do.
I hate depression. It’s literally the worst. I see my psych prescriber at the end of this coming week. I honestly don’t expect her to change my meds, but maybe. Who knows? I’m kind of terrified of med changes if I’m honest.
Just trying to get by.
At least I have church tomorrow and time with my family.