As you can see, my apartment is a total mess again. I don’t seem to have the energy to clean it. I feel sleepy, kind of sedated. Originally, I thought it had to do with exhaustion from having worked so hard at school, but the semester’s over now and I’m still dragging. I wake up and just feel like going back to sleep. I saw Dr. P on Wednesday and I’m embarrassed to contact her so soon with questions.
Sometimes, sleepiness can be a sign of approaching depression, but I honestly don’t think that’s it this time.
Here’s Puzzle in my messy apartment:
When my apartment is a mess, I feel so out of control. Like my whole life is a mess, which isn’t even true. My whole life isn’t a mess. Everything is in very neat compartments. My messy apartment, rather than being a reflection of the state of my life, is a reflection of my level of energy–scattered.
I know where most things are. I know where I am. That’s what matters.