When I started this thread I didn't know that I was sick.A few days later, I almost couldn't stand up or walk any distance. I called Uber to take me to the ER. They discovered I was severely anemic and kept me for 5 days. There were tests because they thought I was a GI bleed. I was given a transfusion of red blood cells. That made me feel a lot better and I could walk around. But I am still very anemic and taking iron pills. I tire easily.

So my not wanting to do much wasn't mainly from depression. It was severe anemia.

For years now, I keep getting anemic. When that happens my provider sends me for I/V iron. This time the anemia was way worse, so I got the blood transfusion.

Sometimed what seems like a psychological problem turns out to be a physical problem. I was surprised.

I still am anemic and have low stamina andow strength. So a close friend of mind says, "Don't go feeling sorry for yourself. I'll be listening to you. If I catch you feeling sorry for yourself, I'm going to remind you to stop it."

Well, she can kiss my southside, while I face north. I don't know what I said to bring on her giving me thaf admonition.
Soon. I'm going to explain to her that no one has the right to tell anyone else how they should, or shouldn't feel.

I got upset at her, but didn't let her know. Now I regard her as someone who is not safe to confide in.