Tonight Hubby and I join his nephew in the big city for a dance performance. I haven't seen one in a while. More often just musical concerts. I have so few things to wear to such events. With my added Seroquel I have unfortunately gained weight. Everything fits like a sausage casing. It makes me nervous and uncomfortable, which in turn makes me overheat.

My energy and motivation levels have remained too low. My depression has eased in a certain way. It's gone from very sad type to more numb type. Hubby is in a similar situation. As a result, our house remains not quite fully moved into. It lengthens a deprieved feeling.

Part of me wants to go to the performance tonight and another really doesn't. I'll be pushing myself to get what must be done to prepare. Pushing to smile and look excited in front of my nephew.