So true. Another thing I experience is great discomfort over sleeping in the bed. My mind desperately wants me to flop onto the floor. A bed is too high (it's normal height). It's like I don't belong there -- like going to a fancy event. But I really can't sleep on the floor anymore. Too old. Physical payback would be a *****. Besides, it kicks up phobias. (I hate when psychological issues are at odds with one another! Ugh!) Soooooo, hard to motivate when ya don't even feel worthy of the bed(!)

Extreme skepticism, lack of energy, lack of worth, the pointlessness of "everything". Another big one is overwhelm. Seeing something I need to pick up off the floor is overwhelming. Yes, folks, it's true... a sock can bring me to tears. Good grief. (Which is kind of ironic, because I tend to just drop things wherever they fall out of my hand or give 'em a half-azzed toss into the corner.)

And yes, Rabbity9! The whole physical ordeal of moving. It's like wading through molasses.