I went back to sleep for a while. It hasn’t made me feel any better since I woke up. I feel like I’m mentally being pulled to my bed due to depression. I’m not even sad, it’s just more of a ‘fed up I’m tired depression’. The cat has been a pain today. He peed on the end of my bed and is just being generally in the way and destructive. I just told him off for the millionth time today. I don’t know if this is an actual thing but every time I’m physically ill or depressed etc my hair goes lank and looks really crap. I probably need to put a treatment on it since colouring it because that probably hasn’t helped. It was fine the first day or so after I put colour on it. I put some oil through it but that’s not improved it much. I haven’t even got any clothes out to put on which I normally have out or at least around the night before because it’s easier. I feel like I have wasted half the day in bed. The place is still a mess. I keep doing bits when I’m feeling up to it but with cats everything just ends up a mess anyway. I can smell a litter tray that needs cleaning out while I’m typing this entry. I only cleared a load of poop out last night. I have to keep repeating myself. I don’t have the energy to do that most of the time. The other cat is being good today… although she is generally the good one anyway. The other one is sweet but very naughty and destructive. They have polar opposite personalities. Mister is sociable and quite clingy, whereas, Mimi is everything on her own terms, she can be sociable but only when she feels like it and likes her own space. She’s being very easy to deal with today. She has gone to sleep on the pillow next to me for most of the day.
One response to “Depression making me not want to get up.”
I can understand the frustration with the cats. Sometimes I get very irritated with mine too. I try to remind myself that one day he will be gone, and that I will be devastated. It helps when he is being annoying. Sometimes.
Sending you a hug. One minute at a time.