So I'm still in a funk. It's strange. Nothing bad is happening. I don't have any problems holding me back. My relationship with my husband is solid. My dog's medial treatments are going well. The bills are paid. We have no problem meeting our needs. I love my job.
I'm just.... blah. I go to work, have fun there, come home talk with my husband, have dinner, play with the dog and go to bed. Or on days off I do the laundry, catch up on TV, play with the dog, surf the net.
Oh. And think about how I should be out running.
There's always that.
I think and talk a good game but can't get my ass up off the couch to do it. The weather is nice. There's a great walking/running trail near my home. I have the time.
Not the motivation.
I'm not motivated to do anything that I usually love. I'm not writing, I'm not crafting, I'm not cooking, I'm not doing anything. I can't put my finger on why. If I could pinpoint it, I'd see what I could do to remedy the situation and get my life back.
I'm very hesitant to self-diagnose this as depression, or anything more serious than a slump. I don't have a medial degree or any sort of qualifications to call it one way or the other, but I feel like from what experience I do have with depression (several family members and friends have professional diagnosis) I don't feel like this qualifies. I don't know what it is, but I feel confident I know what it isn't.
Has anyone else experienced this? How did you get yourself out?
I know what I want. I know what I need to do to get there. I just can't get myself to do it.
Eat better. Get moving.
It's not hard.
Why can't I do it?
What's wrong with me?
I'm just.... blah. I go to work, have fun there, come home talk with my husband, have dinner, play with the dog and go to bed. Or on days off I do the laundry, catch up on TV, play with the dog, surf the net.
Oh. And think about how I should be out running.
There's always that.
I think and talk a good game but can't get my ass up off the couch to do it. The weather is nice. There's a great walking/running trail near my home. I have the time.
Not the motivation.
I'm not motivated to do anything that I usually love. I'm not writing, I'm not crafting, I'm not cooking, I'm not doing anything. I can't put my finger on why. If I could pinpoint it, I'd see what I could do to remedy the situation and get my life back.
I'm very hesitant to self-diagnose this as depression, or anything more serious than a slump. I don't have a medial degree or any sort of qualifications to call it one way or the other, but I feel like from what experience I do have with depression (several family members and friends have professional diagnosis) I don't feel like this qualifies. I don't know what it is, but I feel confident I know what it isn't.
Has anyone else experienced this? How did you get yourself out?
I know what I want. I know what I need to do to get there. I just can't get myself to do it.
Eat better. Get moving.
It's not hard.
Why can't I do it?
What's wrong with me?
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