Bloody Monday
What am I doing? I'm curled up on the couch. TV off. I've been staring at the computer screen in a blank haze wondering what I was going to do or if I was trying to do anything at all. I should do something. I don't want to do anything. I just want to sit curled up here and do nothing. No TV, no computer, no bath, no eating, no drinking. Maybe I'll make more coffee. But that would involve me getting off the couch.
How did I get here? What triggered it? Oh yeah. Saturday when I couldn't do or say anything right. I slept most of the day yesterday. It's a good escape. I should do the same but the pillow and blanket are in the other room. Again, that would involve getting up.
Have my meds failed me? Have they stopped working? Blah. I don't even know why I started this entry. I have nothing to say. I'm just gonna go stare out the window.
How did I get here? What triggered it? Oh yeah. Saturday when I couldn't do or say anything right. I slept most of the day yesterday. It's a good escape. I should do the same but the pillow and blanket are in the other room. Again, that would involve getting up.
Have my meds failed me? Have they stopped working? Blah. I don't even know why I started this entry. I have nothing to say. I'm just gonna go stare out the window.