The Fog

I did not do well this week. In fact, it was the worst week for depression in a long while. Could not get off the couch (which became my bed) all week. 

I don't know whether it was a function of the change in medication, hormones, or a combination of factors, but it sucked. Laying there, I knew I had a million things to do, and I just couldn't do any of them. It was like wearing an invisible body suit made of lead. And the more I couldn't do, the more I'd beat myself up about it and the worse I'd feel.

With a couple of exceptions, I did try to stick to the new sleep habits my doctor taught me; but it didn't seem to help.

Then, this morning I woke up and the fog seems to have lifted. (Thus, I'm blogging.) I  hope I stay this way!