Functional Depression

I'm so glad the phrase "functional depression" exists. It's such a shitty thing, but it's nice to have a phrase--even if it's not a technical diagnosis--that describes how I'm able to get up and go to work (almost) every day but I'm barely capable of functioning outside of the bare necessities required of me to look like I'm "normal."

It's been a long couple weeks. A really strong upswing, followed very quickly by...whatever this is.

I really need to do the dishes. I'm embarrassed by how long it's been since I did. I just feel way too fucking tired.

Anyway, I did try to turn this into a new PuckerMob post. I get paid by page view, so if y'all wanna check it out and share it if you liked it, feel free. The link is here: What You Don't Know About Functional Depression.

Ughhhh I promised my husband I'd wash at least SOME of the dishes before work today. I guess I should do that now, since I have to leave for work in 45 minutes.

Uugghhhhhhhh.