Angery
I think I'm starting to feel the full impact of my personal crisis; shell-shocked, if you will. According to Wikipedia, shell shock is "a military term used to categorize a range of behaviors resulting from the stress of battle which decrease the combatant's fighting efficiency." Its symptoms include fatigue, slower reaction times, indecision, disconnection from one's surroundings, and inability to prioritize.
I have lost the capacity to sustain a conversation, meaningful or otherwise, for a reasonable amount of time. The activities and things that used to give me satisfaction no longer do, a term that they call anhedonia. My sleep/wake ratio has increased sharply; my 9-10 hours of sleep at night is supplemented by 2-3 hours of siesta. It means I spend almost half my day in bed. I've become annoyingly antisocial; work is the only thing that's keeping me from stashing my cellphone away. I've ran out of cellphone credits for almost a week now, but it has ceased to bother me. Going out, i.e. leaving the house in itself feels like a chore. Enthusiasm is at an all-time low. I just don't freaking care about anything else except my own well-being, which isn't absolutely true considering my self-destructive behavior.
It's been raining a lot lately. I love it. It ruins plans.
Keep away, I'm bad news.
I have lost the capacity to sustain a conversation, meaningful or otherwise, for a reasonable amount of time. The activities and things that used to give me satisfaction no longer do, a term that they call anhedonia. My sleep/wake ratio has increased sharply; my 9-10 hours of sleep at night is supplemented by 2-3 hours of siesta. It means I spend almost half my day in bed. I've become annoyingly antisocial; work is the only thing that's keeping me from stashing my cellphone away. I've ran out of cellphone credits for almost a week now, but it has ceased to bother me. Going out, i.e. leaving the house in itself feels like a chore. Enthusiasm is at an all-time low. I just don't freaking care about anything else except my own well-being, which isn't absolutely true considering my self-destructive behavior.
It's been raining a lot lately. I love it. It ruins plans.
Keep away, I'm bad news.