I made some "business" calls and got things rolling. Did not get out for anything today, even though it was a beautiful day. The SA/depression sure stops me in my tracks a lot, even though I really want to get out.
On the upside, the cats were awake much longer today, they actually ate what I fed them, and got some playtime in. I hope they sleep better because I need some undisturbed time for once this week. I think there's a good chance.
My deceased partner's daughter called and they will be in town next weekend. I'll get to see Jean's three little granddaughters again. It's hard to see them, yet wonderful. I wish she was here to see how beautiful they are becoming. It's Pride next weekend, but I think I'd rather hike some North Shore trails with them. The girls aren't babies anymore and they are SO full of energy. They are 5, 6, and 8!
Even though the illness has me by the throat, it was an okay day and I completed a few tasks in spite of myself. Isn't it amazing how many tasks are required each day just to keep one human being going?
I think that writing this journal for myself is beneficial, because it makes me try to look at the bright side each day. Sure, I could stay in my darkness because it's what I do best, but with no real help from professionals, I have to do this on my own. If anything I say helps anyone at all, it's just a bonus, because it's helping me see the flip side.