Depression has a range of emotions within it, like the all-consuming “blah.”
Today is a blah day.
It isn’t that there is anything terribly wrong today. There are issues looming, yes, but there are always issues of late. There is nothing pressing, though.
It is just a blah day.
A day where I lay in bed, struggling to find a reason to get up. I have had to pee for a couple hours now yet the dull ache in my bladder is not enough to pull me from under my covers. I should probably get a drink, too, and brush my teeth, maybe get dressed and get a bite to eat. I have been awake for over 5 hours now, since even before the sun rose, yet here I still lay.
I feel blah. While the world around me continues with it’s hustle and bustle, I have no motivation, no desire to do anything. Nothing seems interesting or important, nothing is pressing enough…
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