I haven’t posted anything in a while. I’ve been going through a really bad depressive episode; I always do this time of year.
As much as I try to keep functioning like a normal human being, even the smallest of tasks is exhausting. If it weren’t for my toddler, I don’t think I’d even bother to get out of bed some days.
I can’t bring myself to eat or sleep or cook or clean. But that always kind of makes it worse, doesn’t it? You have so many things you need to do that it’s immediately overwhelming. It gets to the point where you’d prefer to ignore it all.
I haven’t been writing much. The words don’t seem to come and I get so frustrated...I’m also not a fan of the post layout on here: one font, one size, not much room for customization.
I’ve been reading a lot, though. It’s so easy to find a new world to get lost in when your own feels like it’s going to shit. For just a moment, I can be anyone or anything or anywhere I wish.
I even started a new Instagram for my books (a bookstagram, heh). It’s wintermoonreads if you’d like to take a look. If I can hang on til January, I know it’ll get better again. It will pass just as it always does.
I hope you’re all doing well. But if you’re like me and maybe feeling a bit run down, well...you aren’t alone. Take care of yourself. 💖