Fighting this depression today. First off, it was a monumental task just to get out of bed. I have to force myself to do so each morning. It's not like I really want to get up or look forward to the day. So far we've gone out to breakfast, gone grocery shopping and took the dogs for a walk. Now we're going to chill outside and do "core feelings" together (where we go down a list of feelings and identify which we have at the time), then leave for the movie Jersey Boys in about an hour.

I have had a habit for months now of retreating to my bed at 5 p.m. every day. Just because I don't want to participate in life anymore by that time. I vowed before my husband that I will force myself to stay out of bed until 5:15 every day (or at last M-F). Baby steps . . .