Spent all day in bed

Nothing much more to add really. Got up, walked Max. Had a brew. Went back to bed. got up. Made a sandwich and a brew. Went back to bed. Got up. Walked Max. Zapped a pizza. Made a brew. Went back to bed. It's Max I feel sorry for. The guilt isn't making me feel any better. There's the Monthly Meet of the local Geocachers this evening at a pub just up the road and it sounds weird to say this but, I don't feel well enough to go. Sounds silly when you put it into words. I'm depressed. Not well enough to go out. That in itself is depressing, and frustrating. I'd love to go out. After all it is the last meet before the Christmas meet and I have a prize to donate for the raffle. Grrr! I've been reading The Wrong Boy by Willie Russell. A novel set in the mid 80's I guess. I'm not sure Carole realised how depressing it really is when she leant it to me. Child abuse and Morrisey. Whoopie do! I have to admit I am hooked though some of it is hard work. A bit like reading this diatribe I suppose.

Defeating Gravity

Had a few days where it's really difficult to get out of bed. Even when I do and Max has had his walk I've been finding myself hiding back under the sheets. This is sooooo frustrating. Yesterday and today I did manage to get out of the house by late lunchtime. I've been tidying up a few of the local-ish geocaches and using that as inspiration to get out. Even then it's been hard. For the last couple of days I've also not had much of an appetite, even now I'm forcing myself to make a pizza, just waiting for the oven to warm up. I hate eating this late. I didn't go to the drinks meet and greet evening Guy had organised on Sunday. Even though it was held here and I new most of the people I found myself having a massive anxiety attack and once again crawling back to bed, frustrated, almost tearful. Ho hum!

Self Help on the NHS

I'd forgot that this was here. I'm signed off sick today, anxiety and depression, again, but I want to tray and make the most of my time off and if that just means having a rant and getting a few things off my chest then so be it. Hopefully, there will be a few jolly bits too. Right! I've told myself that I'm not procrastinating this morning and that I am going to tidy my room. So far I've wasted nearly an hour trying to get this account reset. Ok, Itunes and Hoover here I come...