It is difficult to get out of bed because I want to sleep.
It is difficult to eat because I am having trouble stomaching any sufficiently large quality of food such that it could be labeled a "meal". (I have a theory--I've noted that when I have many different items each in a smaller quantity, I seem to be able to eat more than when I have only a limited number of items in a large quantity. Most of my meals are the latter and I believe my trouble is coming from that.) Also I want to sleep.
It is difficult to do hygiene stuff because I simply don't feel like it.
It is difficult to go to work because I feel exhausted.
It is difficult to actually do work because my mind is zoning out.
It is difficult to do the things I do in my spare time.
It is difficult to do...anything. I'm just. In that zone where everything is more effort than it should by all rights be.
I'm pretty sure this is major depression at its worst, because I just.
I just feel like I'm moving at a fraction of my speed.