A hard many days. my therapist asked me to identify a few ways I can replenish myself. To practice mindfulness. Say the Serenity Prayer. Over and over. But I am so tired. I just want to sleep and dream. I imagine my replenishment, the ways I might find it, and still have no energy to actually do it. Anhedonia. Forcing myself to take small steps. Small and smaller and smallest. I know I am lucky to even move at all.