The Dreadful Disposition of a Lack of Energy

When you live life one step forward, but two steps back

I have about four to five hours of active productivity within me per day.

Prioritizing doesn’t always seem to work since there is obviously more things to do actively during the day than four hours’ worth.

Included in these few hours are:

  • Laundry (never-ending)
  • Cooking/cleaning/organizing (never gets done, barely a dent is made in these behemoths of tasks)
  • Errands (grocery shopping, post office, vet, doctor appointments, and such)
  • Socialization (yeah, that’s a killer. More than two hours and I’m generally completely drained.)

My lack of energy is due to depression, bodily pain (previous injuries), and major introversion (which affects socialization). Continue reading “The Dreadful Disposition of a Lack of Energy”

Bipolar Confessions from a Wife, Mother, and Friend.

I struggle with type 2 bipolar disorder.

Bipolar has transformed my life into a monumental challenge, and I feel guilty when it affects my family and friends.

Fatigue

Smiling, interacting, being part of the family unit or social circle… all can be exhausting. Between my medications and pushing through the day, I sometimes slip into a landslide of lassitude. Naps are not only a nicety, but a necessity…or neither. Continue reading “Bipolar Confessions from a Wife, Mother, and Friend.”

When Depression Begins to Sprinkle

…grab your umbrella

 

I know my limits.

They strike more quickly than others’.

My energy is depleted by the end of the work day, and my time at home is then “wasted”. I say wasted because I want to be productive around the house: do the laundry, help make dinner, clean, play board games with the family, and such.

My “productivity”, though, often remains to be recuperation. Relaxation due to complete physical and mental exhaustion. Continue reading “When Depression Begins to Sprinkle”