I'm a lot worse today. When I get like this, life doesn't even seem worth living.

On TV, I see the suffering people in Gaza. I think how lucky I am to be safe and comfortable. Nothing in my life is all that bad. Yet I feel crummy in my mind. I'm getting hopeless. I have to leave the house somehow before it gets dark. I keep wanting to lie back down. All day, I've been in and out of bed. Now, sitting in my recliner, I just want to lie down. Sitting seems too hard. A lot of this is from being alone.