Woke up in dread, didn't sleep well last night even though I took the htp5. I had diarrhea until noon. Went to bank, disoriented and tired. Spent an hour finding the bank.
I have been having some of the brain zaps from no zoloff since last week. Felt weak and realized I hadn't eaten anything. Stopped a diner. Took suggestion from another diner and ordered a chicken sandwich, which was surprisingly good, but tears started rolling down my face for no reason.
Walking out of diner, I noticed I felt better. Went to pay bills at a kiosk at grocery store. Realized I didn't have the correct paperwork with me. Purchased groceries since I was there, almonds, bananas, water, brownies (yes i decided to keep these in freezer for the weaker moments of sugar cravings) The water was so heavy I could barely lift it, and realize me staying in bed has depleted my muscles.
Got home and since I felt I had gotten my walking, my eating and my light therapy, I should just go to bed, and that I did. Nice nap, but groggy and zappy now. Mozart is trying his best to talk to you though this keyboard, maybe I should let the kitty type....might be a lot more interesting than anything I have to say.
If you are here because of your depression, just know, there are days like this. Blah Blah Blah, and I didn't even do an April fools joke. Sometimes they are no fun anyway.
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