Floss. For years I flossed daily, but for the past several years it just feels like flossing is one of the hardest things. When I do floss, I realize it's not the big of a deal and vow to do it regularly - but months go by before I floss again. Depression is stupid that way.

Something I do that I should is keeping up with dishes and laundry. I always make sure there are clean clothes and clean sheets and towels. I do manage do wash the dishes throughout the day.

Does your depression cause you to fantasize about a geographical cure - just walking away from loved ones and other responsibilities?