I need to leave this apartment and attend to this chore.
I have planned and intended to do this from the moment I woke up at 830am.
It is now nearly 8 hours later and I’m still not dressed.
This is not helpful. I have to get moving. Not just because I want to buy some food but because I need to break this cycle of stillness.
I have missed work, and that must stop.
This is Day 12 of Antidepressants. They don’t start working until 4 weeks or so. But yeah, I am in reverse. Oh the fucking irony.
I need a Depression Management Achievement to get me back on the rails. Grocery Shopping is going to be it.
So. Go Me.
This has been a self pep talk, which you had to witness. Thank you for observing. Sign below as witness.