I'm finally feeling better -- less depressed and all.

I'm now more motivated to do things, so I started cleaning my apartment this morning about 2 hours ago. I've cleaned up a good portion of it already, but I still have lots of cleaning work to do. However, at least I'm making good progress. I'm trying to clean up the floors (yeah, I have stuff on the floor) so that I can vacuum. I also have to take out a lot of trash and boxes/recyclables. Ugh. But it must be done!

Tomorrow, I have my pdoc appt. I'm not sure if I should admit to having been depressed for a while, or if I should just ignore the topic and move on since I'm not depressed anymore.

I have occasional paranoia, but nothing too serious. Some nights, like last night, I get paranoid that someone is going to break in, steal my car keys, and murder me. I know it's not a logical fear, yet it often feels so real in the moment that I am compelled to lock every door and even put up barricades when things are bad. Then I wake up in the morning and sometimes I feel better, sometimes not.