can't be arsed!

It's one of those days....

I'm still in bed and it's early Saturday evening 5.48pm GMT. I have got a case of the 'can't be arsed' about today. Yes it's a waste of a day being in bed, but I feel crap. And I shouldn't, my eldest son is home to visit from university and I should be overjoyed with his visit. 

There's a big problem with depression, Thursday and Friday I feel a lot better, even managed to go see a good friend. However today its one step forward two steps back. I just want to sit here and cry. I suppose you could say I'm wallowing in it, but that's not going to make the sadness go or make me feel better. Twice this week relatives have asked when I'm going back to work. When me and the GP say I'm ready I reply.  But because they can't see the depression (and they were both on the phone at the time) they assume I must be better by now, pulling a fast one, or not trying hard enough to get better.  If only it were that easy!

My boss phoned in the week to ask how I am, I'm shocked at this because my boss, well she is a bitch at times. But she sounded genuine and asked all the right questions.  She understands, depression takes time.  But I feel for her and hope she isn't having too msny staffing ptoblems.

Ok, need to get out of bed, a bath and a cup of tea would be good too....