Everyday I wake up and feel disappointed that I have to get thro another day. I'm tired, I'm sad, I get thro the day doing what I have to then go to bed. Only to wake again the next day.

I just cannot think of things to look forward to, just more mundane, tireless same old.

Is this my depression? Probably.
I know what I should do to help myself, but I can't be bothered.

Can't even be bothered to be cross at myself like I usually am.