I have been useless for the last year. I am a complete couch potato. I have recently started zoloft, which seems to make me even more tired. I beat myself up because I know I should be doing things but I am just not. When does depression become a cop out for laziness? I never used to be like this, but I just don't want to do anything anymore.
To make matters much, much, worse, 2 weeks ago my house flooded. It is winter here, so all the water that came in is frozen now. My first floor is completely covered in ice, and my crawl space is likely filled as well. The heat and electricity have been turned off, and can't be restored until we can figure out if the systems need repair. Same with the plumbing. So I am displaced for what looks like is going to be a long while.
NOW would be an excellent time for me to get up off my butt and get a job considering we now have to rent another place to live, not to mention all the extra expense making my home livable again. I know this, and I tell myself I am going to do something but then another day passes without any accomplishments.
Has anyone felt this way? I am letting myself down, everyday.