It hit me again. That feeling of worthlessness. I know I am not…so why these bouts come I can not figure out. I am taking my meds properly. Yet…I went through several days now of nothingness…I got up, took my meds, sat in front of my TV and played with my cat, went to bed and got up again….I can not even remember what if anything I ate.
I want so much to tackle my new home, make a, a, a place of refuge, peace.
Today, I forced myself to come down here to the computer room and write….many of my neighbors greeted me as if they actually knew me…it was a comfort.