Since I don’t have PT, I have no motivation to get up and start moving in the mornings. I am always tired (yet my sleep is poor) and the fatigue is high.
I think that depression is slipping in. It’s being subtle. Or maybe not so subtle if I examine the clues. I am irritable. I am unable to concentrate on one thing for longer than 15 minutes. I really don’t want to leave the house, though Ralph keeps scheduling things.
I want to relish the cooler temperatures, but the air quality has made it difficult. I can’t breathe.
The most frustrating thing is the inability to think straight. My thoughts don’t always come easily when I am trying to say something or even when I am just thinking to myself. And things are getting messed up in my mind.
Anxiety is worse. The other night I woke up in a panic because my mask wasn’t on. I couldn’t find it anywhere. It took me several minutes to realize I don’t wear one to bed and I still felt like I was missing something important. It was so weird.
I don’t feel like myself. Since I am used to living with depression and anxiety that is saying something. I may have to ask my doctor for an antidepressant in addition to the anti anxiety medication I am on.
Sometimes I need a bit of help to get through these things. It doesn’t help that the world has changed so my normal has changed. I really may just need a vacation, which I cannot go on with my anxiety being so out of control while this pandemic is still happening.
Love, Peace and Light! Rita