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Shit UT, that sucks. Just keep in mind that this too will pass.
I've been struggling with depression for a few months now. Day after day goes by and I just cannot make myself do what needs to be done. It's bizarre. Like sitting down and actually engaging with the subject I am supposed to love is physically impossible. I end up sitting at the computer, bored, just bouncing between two or three sites for hours, and just can't make myself do anything else.
I find my thoughts are going down dark paths more than ever. LIke I am 'practising' for the deaths I'll have to deal with (Pilau, Mum, my brother, friends). There's this ever present shadow and I daren't let myself future pace antything because it all just starts to look impossible and bleak. Like the world has shrunk down.
This too will pass. It's all the comfort I can think of.
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