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Oh, Juni. You've nailed it. I feel very much the same. Now that I'm no longer in school I find myself drifting, drifting...which, as a recovering person, is NOT good (my own head is a bad neighborhood). I have no purpose - no reason to even get out of bed. I'm depressed, too. Came on about Thanksgiving and was really bad at Christmas. My doc put me on a new med but it makes me eat and sleep. I've been sleeping 12 hours a night on it!! and soooo tired during the day. Ugh.
I DO need a reason to get up and out and interact. I feel like I'm being buried alive.
I was thinking of the Salvation Army- to volunteer. Surely that would help me feel grateful?
Juni - could you take just ONE class towards your MS? to start with?
ETA - maybe you should see your doc?
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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