I’m vexed as of late; I want to keep writing on the daily, but I am having a severe thought drought. As this period of depression stretches into the… third? third or so month, I’m just… here. Clinging on. Hoping that things will make the turn for the better, but only finding more bitter. I very much want to be doing productive things, but at this level of functionality, the best I can hope for is successful gaming. And even that is starting to pall ever so slightly.
Still, I’m managing to sort of pretend to be functioning. I’m getting to work most days, as well as my biweekly social event. I’m even taking driving lessons right now, as I need a refresher after five years of no license here (and I’m also learning how to drive a manual – skeery!). I still mainly want to curl up and cry and avoid the world, but I can’t give into it. To quote from the Monty Python episode we’re watching – you’re no fun anymore. *grumps at self*
Ah well… keep on keeping on.