What would I tell them?
Most of my friends know that for the past week I have been feeling flat, lethargic and uninspired. At first I thought I'd picked up a virus from Melle, but I have my doubts now. I still feel achey and lethargic. I still have a heavy chest and the faintest of coughs. But I really am beginning to believe I'm more depressed than anything else.
I have tried to have fun this past week, to lift myself out of this lethargy. Last friday I went to my much anticipated concert to see The Roots. It was great to see Simone and meet her friend Mez. The Roots were fantastic and I found myself dancing and smiling, feeling uplifted and blissful. Euphoric.
However by the next morning I was feeling anti-social, not going to the MCG to see my beloved Bombers play.
On Sunday night I asked Andrew to join me to see a movie and we watched Sunshine. It was pretty good, the trainspotting team's attempt at a sci-fi classic. Afterwards I found myself at Melle's for half an hour just to see how she was - after spending two days in hospital with her pneumonia.
Monday morning however I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. I called in sick late that afternoon. Feeing bored and guilty, I took myself to the cinema to escape myself and saw 300.
Tuesday was much the same. Slept until I could sleep no more - and took myself to the cinema to see Disturbia.
Wednesday was the same again. I stepped put late in the afternoon, browsed mp3 players, browsed at Borders and then saw Hot Fuzz. I've now exhausted all the films at the cinema that I want to see.
Its now Thursday and I haven't been to work this week. I rang my supervisor this morning for the first time since Monday. I asked him for the number of the counselling service that work provides, but I haven't called them yet. More so because I don't know what to say when I do call them. What would I tell them?