Recovery from depression has changed how I relate to people.
Therapy is tiring, but it also teaches me how to rest.
Life is exhausting right now. There is still hope.
My therapist is on vacation. A little rest is a good thing.
Entering the homestretch of my medication taper and trying to discern what is frustration from social distancing and quarantine and what are symptoms of depression. There’s very little difference.
What happens when an extrovert suddenly finds social interaction draining and exhausting? I’ve found out and I don’t like it.