I’m still down. I feel like it’s already day lights savings. Whatever one happens in the fall. I can never remember. My mom got blackout curtains for me and they aren’t exactly helpful. It’s still tough knowing what type of depression I’m feeling. I know it’s not Covid depression anymore. Or depression about my old therapist. Those both seem to have finally passed. I don’t know. I’m just frustrated right now.

I’m having some pain that could possibly be surgery related. Who knows. Plus I’ve had those am I recovering fast enough thoughts today. My therapist has been working through them with me and she’s made some good points.