regardless of how the rest of this day goes, I want to record that I got up. Late, but I did get up. And I washed my hair. I resisted the urge to crawl back into bed an watch Buffy all day, and I'm getting dressed and going in to work. I know later I'm going to look back and feel like the day was a wash, so just need to record right now that getting out of bed felt fairly impossible today, and I did it.

*clcassius, wherever you are... i remember your diary, way back in the day, when you were depressed but still writing, and i just couldn't empathize, but now i can. Hope you are well.

10:10 a.m. - 2015-12-14