whiteraven
MyPTSD Pro
I have not been this depressed for decades. I mean, seriously. Since the 80s. Then, i lost my job and spent every day for months sitting in a bean bag chair in my living room in front of the TV. And now it’s coupled with anxiety. Getting to the point where, except for work (which I do at home at my own pace mostly), I’m afraid I won’t be able to function. Of course, since I'm able to work and dress and speak coherently when I have to, my depression apparently doesn't matter. Being inside is better than being outside--going out makes me super anxious. I used to go out and walk around the lake, then they cut down nearly all the trees and wildflowers, and it just makes the depression worse now. I cry every time I go out there now. I don't want to go visit anyone or do any volunteer work or even just drive around or visit other green spaces.