I have some situational depression going on here, and I’m afraid to mention it to anyone because (a) then they will write off all my physical symptoms to depression and (b) the only thing that they could do is throw antidepressants at me. I’ve already taken All Those Meds and they don’t do a thing. Because I don’t have depression.
I’m just tired. I’m so tired, all the time, that even trying to think of something I would enjoy doing makes me feel more tired. Anhedonia? Maybe. But pretty much anything other than lying down somewhere makes me so much more tired that even thinking about doing it decreases the possible enjoyment. Here’s how it works.
I think, I should read a book. So far so good. To do that I have to get up and go GET a book. Right away I’m stalled at “get up.” IF I can get past that and actually go get a book, the next obstacle is how to read it. If I lie in bed holding a book my hands go numb within 5 minutes. So then I have to sit up, which is all right. But then there’s the vision problems and brain fog. Some days my pupils stay dilated for no good reason and I can’t see very well. Most days my vision is just randomly blurry. That complicates reading. And not infrequently I just can’t concentrate enough to read. It’s tiring.
Cooking? I used to love to cook. And I would feel better if I could eat some healthy food. But this is a disaster. Not only does this require a trip to the store at some point, which is one of my worst chores because of all the walking and standing still, but it also requires a lot of standing in the kitchen, plus bending over to get stuff and then standing up again. And there’s the random nausea and bloating thing so I know if I manage to get through all that and cook and eat something, I may feel sick afterward anyway.
So that’s how my “anhedonia” works. I don’t think that’s what it is. It looks like depression, but I really think if I could figure out how to get even a tiny little whiff of energy ever, I wouldn’t be this way.