Just another awful day. Not awful as yesterday, it was the worst day since 2001. Today I woke up anxious and went to work. I have a shop of digital printing, binding and other services. Everyone comes in with a different problem, and moreover we had one copier non operating, so I had to make choices fast, and to explain to customers... It is always quite stressful, guess about doing it in my situation: I was sweating with dry mouth, heavy breath and fingers trembling at times. By lunch time I was knocked down.
I managed to eat something, then the afternoon was more quiet, so anxiety subsided in favor of a dull despair. There seem to be no third possibility.
OH %#@&#!, this bout is lasting 23 days now. It's wearing me off. I know that people have endured worse crises, but I have things to do, I'm actually doing things that were supposed to be pleasant and meaningful. Depression is wasting it all!