I am currently couching it, which is a phrase a good friend of mine from my bipolar group taught me. It basically where you stay on the couch all day.

Where I will get up and go: both of my therapists, my psychiatrist, my bipolar group, my diet doctor, my pcp if I need a refill on something.

Where I won't go: any social event, church, yoga or to work out. No shopping or the grocery. I am frightened to ride and drive in a car.

I'm showering every 2-3 days. I am taking a course online and am keeping up.

My pdoc prescribed Xanax ER for the anxiety. Medicare won't pay for it. After searching around, we found it for $25 at Costco. Xanax isn't a great solution though as I can't drive on it.

I had three adult children living with me. One I asked to leave (and he did), one is moving to a condo next week, and the last one I like having around. She is good company for both my husband and me. There is a ton less stress in the house.

I feel guilty about being on the couch all the time, but not guilty enough to get my butt up and go.

Anybody have any thoughts for me? I am trying some self-compassion, but I wonder if I am just a slug.