Feeling strange. But not in a good way. I think it is depression. Strange but I only vaguely remember it. But as the days go by (day 2 complete) I start to remember. I remember what it felt like to have trouble staying awake all day...like your body wants to shut down and shut everything out. Everything feels like it requires a gargantian effort. Simple things like mailing a package seem to require super human effort. I lay on the floor because I'm so exhausted. And a blanket of apathy finds its way into the majority of my thoughts. What purpose is there in life? The days seem to come and go and seem meaningless. I can't keep up with my family. I curl up on the bed while they are doing the daily evening routine.
And I wonder is this a small taste of depression. Or just the beginning of steady decline. Will I hit the devastating lows I've had before in my life. Or is this just a bump in the road.
And I remember how I have very little control over this disease. How it doesn't care what important things I have to do or what important things my husband has coming up.
And I pray...that it will be over soon...and that this is not just the beginning.
And I wonder is this a small taste of depression. Or just the beginning of steady decline. Will I hit the devastating lows I've had before in my life. Or is this just a bump in the road.
And I remember how I have very little control over this disease. How it doesn't care what important things I have to do or what important things my husband has coming up.
And I pray...that it will be over soon...and that this is not just the beginning.

oh berry, i hope youre feeling so much better now!