My friend Tess came over and we went out. Getting out is crucial for mental health. Feeling much better, physically as well as mentally. Pain seems to be finally easing off. Yay. Didn’t buy anything, either. Yay, me.
Being alone so much is hard, and it keeps getting harder, and the more alone I am, the less motivated I am to try to do anything about it. When there’s lots of pain and fatigue, doing anything about it is pretty much a wash anyway.
I do try to stay positive and keep my own spirits up, but obviously I do fall down on the job now and then. It’s life, right?
Good to get out, that’s for sure. I reckon you get cabin-fever at times, but when you’re feeling crap, it’s hard to do anything about it until you feel better.