I hate it when everything seems too difficult. This often happens after a burst of creativity or activity, and seems worse somehow because I had a glimmer of my old self, a little peek into a stable emotional life, so that when I start feeling grey again it seems even greyer than before.
I never know what to do when I feel like this, and I keep trying different things. I’ve tried pushing on through. I’ve tried having a nap. I’ve tried going for a walk in the sun. Sometimes the greyness just won’t be budged.