Late Start

So I’m not going to try to make myself do all the things, but I am going to give myself credit when I do any of the things. So, to give credit… Marcus (roommate) offered to pay my copays for getting therapy for depression. I’ve had it pretty much as long as I can remember. Most of the time it manifests in low energy and apathy. It has excellent disguises, like momentary enthusiasm and the occasional sense of contentment or outright happiness. …and then I start looking at what I’m doing (or more to the point, not doing) and realize that they’re coming fewer and further between.

So this past Tuesday, I had my first therapy appointment. With encouragement from my therapist, I also consulted my primary doc, and as of about 12 hours from now, I’ll be starting on Prozac. Right this minute, I’m satisfied with taking my first baby steps on a trajectory, but I’m not looking too far ahead, mainly because I don’t want to overwhelm myself.

Also today, I managed to get 12 good minutes in on the Gazelle. Got my heart rate up, got a good sweat going. I’m just going to be proud of myself for that without pressuring to do more. Celebrating the good.

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