Everything feels overwhelming.
I can’t even keep my room clean in my parent’s house, let alone a whole home or apartment of my own. I feel like that dream should potentially be knocked out of the pile .
I’m just so incredibly tired all of the time. I don’t know how people live! It baffles me, because I try to keep up even a little bit with the world, but I’m always falling behind. There is hardly anything on my daily schedule, yet I feel like I’m drowning even with the basic staying alive tasks…
Sometimes I just want to throw out all of my medication, go through a mega withdrawal session (although that would be a poor idea), and just see how poorly my body stands at the end of it all.
I have to go to the doctor tomorrow…perhaps she’ll have some brilliant ideas for me. I doubt it, but it’s worth a shot.
*MUST KEEP HEAD UP*
It’s hard being friends with people who are depressed, or people who have chronic illnesses (who often have to cancel plans), but those people will be forever grateful if you make time for them!
Do any of you feel like this? Is there anything that you do that takes the edge off? Are you lucky enough to have faithful friends to pull you through it?