I'm trying to figure out if I climbed up out of my hole far enough that I can hit a point-at-which-I-can't-take-anymore going down again, or if I've found the bottom of a new barrel to scrape.
But horray, hooray. I've taken my fucking vitamins.
I just want to offer myself as a resource. I'm a depressive myself. I won't say that I know what you're going through or anything like that, because I believe that the experience is fundamentally different for everyone who goes through it, but it does mean that I have a basis for understanding.
As far as being ashamed to have people over, if it makes you feel better, the floor around my desk is ankle-deep in papers, most-but-not-all of which are garbage, and I've had dirty dishes in the sink for two days.
It's a lot of external stuff that's kicking off the biochemical stuff. I don't even know if there is biochemical stuff per se; it's hard for me to sort out the stuff that's hormone-cycle related and the stuff that's . . . damn, I forget the proper medicalese phrase for "a damn good reason to be depressed", the one that needs to be accounted for in a diagnosis of depression, which is a shame, because I feel an inane urge to recite it over and over again sarcastically.
You up for getting together and getting an earful, maybe?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
From:
no subject
As far as being ashamed to have people over, if it makes you feel better, the floor around my desk is ankle-deep in papers, most-but-not-all of which are garbage, and I've had dirty dishes in the sink for two days.
From:
no subject
You up for getting together and getting an earful, maybe?
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
I forget. D'you know where the hell we are?
I'll drop email.