Thank you for this. Meds aren’t an option at the moment, but I might be able to find new help in the others. There have been periods in my life where I’ve been able to just live on my own schedule and this is not one of them. There’s an element of grief here, and a feeling of loss. It chafes because I have a sense of how things are “supposed” to be and how my normal feels. I know my husband thinks I’m being stubborn or defeatist for not trying harder. There are a lot of “why don’t you justs” from others and myself and I keep thinking “well yeah and if I was a bird I could fly”.

I know it’s not hopeless, there’s caffeine and naps and even if I feel tired and unmotivated things are still (slowly) getting done. I just would hate to be stuck with this as my life now.