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I feel so juvenile, calling in sick to work just because I can't be fucked.
I managed to get through most of my morning routine, and halfway up the east melbourne hill, when my momentum ran out. My bicycle rolled to a stop,and I forced myself to walk the bike to the park and sat there, just sat there for about 20min. That was when I got the energy together to get back over the top of the hill and roll home.
These mental health days are not in the program for a modern career woman and I feel like I'm indulging my depression when I take them, but I sort of feel like I can't do anything else.
I'm off to spend the day not taling to anyone, and reading as much as I want. It's days like today that I should keep the next POB in the house for.
I managed to get through most of my morning routine, and halfway up the east melbourne hill, when my momentum ran out. My bicycle rolled to a stop,and I forced myself to walk the bike to the park and sat there, just sat there for about 20min. That was when I got the energy together to get back over the top of the hill and roll home.
These mental health days are not in the program for a modern career woman and I feel like I'm indulging my depression when I take them, but I sort of feel like I can't do anything else.
I'm off to spend the day not taling to anyone, and reading as much as I want. It's days like today that I should keep the next POB in the house for.
