Several days of pretty ok days. Fleeting moments here and there. And then the sliding begins.
I don't want to talk to anyone.
I don't want to see anyone.
I don't want to drag my ass out of bed at 3:30am to go to work.
I am trapped.
There is no choice in the matter. I have 2 look and talk to people. That is my job. I have to get ot of bed bc I will loose my job if I don't. And today....as I'm sliding down the slippery slope....it is hard, VERY HARD, to just not say f*ck it and stay in bed. When I'm done with my morning shift....I will slide right back nto bed.