vjd: I too sleep in as long as possible because I'm afraid of there being so many hours in the day. I get so anxious about how to spend it even though there are tons of things I could be doing.

Today I want to read a chapter in my therapy book and maybe write something too. But all I can think about is so much time ahead of me. I need to clean my chinchilla's casa, but that only takes half an hour. I'll manage. I always do. Still sucks to stay in bed for an hour after you wake up because you're so intimidated about all the minutes and hours of the day assaulting you. My depression is low, but my sense of purpose in this life is non-existent. I'm just killing time and that feels wrong. I should feel guilty, but I'm barely beyond surviving the past 2 years of my life. Trying to take it easy as I'm starting to recover.