I still haven't started my new job. There are a lot of hoops to jump through.
It's made me realize that, while I am still struggling with depression, I'm actually doing better.
Last year I might've fallen apart by now, but so far I'm able to take things in stride.

So I just keep doing that. Every day. Every little thing. And that's exhausting.
I'm starting to wonder if I actually have some mystery illness or if all
of this is just my depression taking a physical toll on my body.
You hear all the time about how depression can literally make you sick, but
it doesn't seem like anyone really pays heed to it. I never really did.
This fatigue is just amazing though, impressive the way a wolf pack taking down a buffalo calf is.


Meanwhile, I'm so glad I have my little dog. I used think it was kind
of lame to say your dog is your best friend. But he is mine.


I probably need to start a blog again instead of "confessing" on Wednesdays.