I’m sick and tired of being, well, sick and tired. Mostly tired. It feels like I’m always tired, but the past few weeks have been particularly bad. I keep crashing at school and just having to put my head on my desk and nap. (Which I recognize is a huge privilege to be able to do, but it certainly doesn’t help me get my PhD done.) There’s a mental fatigue, too: just thinking about what I need to do next can be overwhelmingly exhausting.
So, yeah, this is a post of complaining and self-pity. Because I hate this state of fatigue. Especially when it goes on and on and on and doesn’t seem to get any better and there’s no good reason for it. It’s not my thyroid or anemia or a B12 deficiency or anything that shows up on a standard blood test. I have a sneaking suspicion that it might be related to my antidepressants, which have a tendency to either put me to sleep or prevent me from getting rest, only I’m not quite sure which one it is this time. And we are all still fighting the latest daycare-sourced cold. Cold and flu season needs to hurry up and end!
*Wallows in self-pity for a bit longer.*
*Realizes she’s too tired to think of anything else to say.*
Got any fun stories to cheer me up?