Depression
I've had clinical depression on and off for most of the last three decades, but ever since the thyroid ablation that saved my life, it's become so bad that most days I cannot concentrate long enough to do things I used to think of as normal.
Outside. Beauty Parlor. Empathy. Art. Conversing.
All of these are alien concepts to me. I can't brain. When it's extremely bad like this, frequently I start a sentence and have no idea what I had begun to talk about by the time I'm at the end of it.
I'm terrified of socializing. My filters don't work right now. I'm looking forward to seeing the fam for Christmas because it will force me to bathe and practice being social -- but my highs and lows are non-existent and I'm not going to remember any new people there.
And if anybody tells me things, I'm going to forget.
I don't care about myself -- literally -- but please don't let me embarrass John.
Outside. Beauty Parlor. Empathy. Art. Conversing.
All of these are alien concepts to me. I can't brain. When it's extremely bad like this, frequently I start a sentence and have no idea what I had begun to talk about by the time I'm at the end of it.
I'm terrified of socializing. My filters don't work right now. I'm looking forward to seeing the fam for Christmas because it will force me to bathe and practice being social -- but my highs and lows are non-existent and I'm not going to remember any new people there.
And if anybody tells me things, I'm going to forget.
I don't care about myself -- literally -- but please don't let me embarrass John.