I actually woke up at a respectablish hour- 1030/11 am. But all I did was feed the cats and move my body into the living room recliner. Watched bad tv and fell asleep.
Still depressed and also having some physical **** going on so I am somewhat miserable.

I Have to go pick up a friend in a little while, we have plans to go out to eat. It's 430 pm and I'm still in my pjs and this will be my breakfast. I know leaving the house and seeing ppl helps but all I want to really do is stay in bed with my cats. Ugh.

I am waiting impatiently until the day (hopefully very soon) when I can finally say that thedepression has left the building and that I feel fxckng fantastic and life is great...even if just for a little while.

Take it easy