I took off two weeks and I’m due back on my job Tuesday.
The first week I spent visiting my brother and his family in Georgia and I thought I would just spend the rest relaxing.
Money is really tight right now, so I can’t do anything amazing, even if I felt like it which I don’t. The weather is beautiful, so I should be outside enjoying it but I don’t feel like it. I’m inside with my books which I don’t read, my videos which I don’t watch, my musical instruments, which I don’t play, and the internet, which I’m starting to find boring as well.
I don’t hate my job, but I am hideously bored by it. I don’t dread going back to it because what difference does it make if I’m bored at work or at home?
I’m part of a singles activities group, and am signed up for three events, none of which I’m looking forward to, but I’ll go anyway, because they’re paid for. But it all seems like a chore, just like all the rest.
I know all this is because of depression, but I’m on anti-depressants and I’m seeing a therapist. I’m as well as can be expected, I suppose. I don’t want to kill myself or anything, so I suppose that’s something positive.
This week I went to the lake, the Kyoto Garden, and the Shedd Aquarium, so it’s not like I’ve just been sitting around feeling sorry for myself. But I just feel like I’ve wasted a whole week because I can’t say I really enjoyed any of it, if I’m being honest about it.
I not sure why I’m typing this here, except maybe I might read some reply that would help a little. Thank you for listening.