I’m 26. I have a college degree, a blog, a yoga habit, a belief in Jesus Christ, and a garden.
Tonight I took a shower for the first time since Sunday morning. No, I wasn’t sick. No, I wasn’t camping, And, yes, I did go to work. I went to work without showering for three days. This afternoon though I was actually dirty from working in my garden so I was able to muster up enough reason to actually bathe.
I got out of the shower two hours ago. I’m still sitting in my bedroom, only part way to being dressed. I’ve spent most of my time in my bedroom over the last few days when I haven’t been at work. Sleeping a lot. Actually, I just barely heard my roommate tell my neighbor that all I do all day is sleep. Told ya.
I’ve managed to cancel my plans over the last four evenings. A fireside, a pro baseball game (I had already bought) the ticket, the Mesa Temple Easter Pageant, and institute (I kind of have a standing appointment to go with friends each Wednesday night).
i was just asked if it normally lasts this long when I get depressed. Sometimes it’s just a few hours, sometimes a day, sometimes a few days. And sometimes, I had to admit, it lasts months.
I’m hungry, but I only have junk food. I don’t want to go out alone, but I don’t have anyone to go out with.
This is what it’s like to be depressed on a Wednesday night.