I forgot just how narcotizing the work/sleep/depression combo can be.
I simply can't motivate myself to leave the house.
I feel like Wynona Ryder in Beetlejuice.
I simply can't motivate myself to leave the house.
I feel like Wynona Ryder in Beetlejuice.
Sorry to hear about that cycle... I've got the same deal going on at the moment, sans work. If you've got to be someone in that movie, it may as well be Wynona. It ends quite well for her. And bonus - nobody ever made a shitty sequel. You might want to just keep on that path for a bit..