Hello, Triciadrich!
I experience depression largely as a disease of the will. I can talk to myself until the cows come home but I just won't listen, or that part of me that can engage the will is no longer able to listen.
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Originally Posted by triciadrich
...at least I showered and brushed my teeth and ate a little...
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And you posted at PsychCentral. Some days that counts as victory.
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My dog
mastered the "fetch" command. He would communicate he wanted something, and I would fetch it.