Can’t Wake Up

My dog actually forced me out of bed this morning. I guess I didn’t give him a long enough walk last night. I’m very grateful he cried and woke me up though, because I had already slept through my alarms(s) because I couldn’t bear to set my alarm that’s across the room last night. *sigh*

As I was walking Bartley, I had this thought: I’m not even all that tired, I just don’t want to face the day.

I guess this is one aspect of depression. I think I’ve had many days like this, I’ve just blamed it on (real or exaggerated) exhaustion.

For now, I’m setting a timer for five minutes, and then waking up to get ready. Hopefully writing about this got some of that attitude out of my system.


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