I'm not in a good place at the moment.
I'm quite unwell (not Covid) and have no energy. I mainly want to sleep, or sit on the sofa watching crap. I'm just about managing to make myself food, but it's a big effort and I don't have much of an appetite. I'm losing weight.
I'm depressed, although perhaps not clinically. My mood is very low. I'm on my own (that is properly on my own, not with children). No partner. (Was seeing someone, but he finished it recently.)
I have no motivation to do anything - I mean that almost literally. I'm not going out, not looking after myself and my home is getting progressively dirtier and more untidy, although at the moment it's not horrendous.
I can't go and visit anyone for obvious reasons. I can't exercise as I'm not well enough. I'm not in anyone's bubble. I know this sounds very "woe is me", but I'm starting to get concerned about how fast I'm sinking. I'm already on anti-depressants. Everything seems so dark and pointless. I'm also very anxious about everything.
I'm not even sure what I'm hoping anyone can say. Maybe I just have to wait for this to pass. My illness should improve, although it could take a few more weeks and I may need some unpleasant investigations to find out the cause.
If you got this far, thanks for reading.