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I had my first normal conversation in weeks, via telephone, last night. Also left the house for the first time in about 6 days, just to walk around and speak freely without anyone else hearing me.
I love my neighborhood yet see so little of it.
Force myself to exercise every day regardless of how I feel and in spite of my spiraling condition, the endorphin rush would be acutely felt and I would get a decent mood lift that would last a few hours at least.
But did not getting anything from an intense 2 hours session other than total exhaustion. Ended up sleeping over 9 hours when my living situation makes decent restorative sleep very difficult. Still tired.
I had been eating healthy and sure to keep junk out of the house but the new mask requirements and recommendations to not grocery shop last week has me out of fresh fruit and vegetables. I don't have any masks and not sure I can competently make one. Guess I will have to try today so I can go shopping tomorrow.
Still not dealing well with this at all.
Things took a turn for the worse for March 20.
Social isolation was always a way of life for me. My endless nocturnal activities never had a vibrant social life attached. So there is really nothing unusual here except resentment that I am not actually living alone.
It almost sounded like it was going to be an amazing time for me. No work, plenty of time to work on my personal archival projects, enough money saved to keep paying the bills, maybe indefinitely. But all it took was a text exchange gone sideways and lots of unresolved issues, now unresolvable, to push me to the edge. Then another similar exchange Friday night to drag me down even lower.
And there is no end in sight.