Depression Sucks

The following paragraph was written September 2024. It is representative of what I went through during breaks from work for years. It is a recurring pattern I hope to break.

Depression sucks. I have recently been reminded of this fact having been depressed for several months. I was lying in bed ignoring people I care about and ignoring tasks needing attention. I had no ambition, hope, or desires. I was lethargic. I couldn't make even simple decisions. I ate junk food. I drank sugary drinks. I did no exercise other than walking into a Dollar Tree to load up on cheap junk food or walking into Walmart to use the bathroom. My health deteriorated. My self-worth plumated. One day melted into the other.

Today I'm doing OK. I got up, drank some coffee, and have been productive. My head is clear. I'm focused. I feel good about life. I don't know about tomorrow but today I'm ok.