Fried from depression

~ Theodora Vanyar

12,463 Days Alive

1 Day Streak on DuoLingo

Depression has been handing me my ass on a platter as of late. I can’t even get excited bout fandom stuff, or food, or anything. I’m just… numb. Or sad.

It’s frustrating because I know the ability to care is there. And I know that it’s just neurochemistry going a wee bit bonkers that’s making it like this.

It doesn’t help that the joint pain is popping up to where I can’t sleep at night even now that I’m home and back on a properly supportive mattress.

Only a few more weeks till I have insurance. Things will get better. I know they will.

Take your meds, folks.

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Published by Theodora Vanyar

Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, witchy, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.

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