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| Connecting the Dots |
When life carries on in a somewhat "normal" manner, I forget what it's like to wake up, again, to a paralyzed mind. What I mean by that is my mind freezes. It's hard to put thoughts together. My body is still and it's difficult to concentrate.
This is a common symptom of depression. I find myself trying to clean my little house and after two rooms and a hallway, I sit down. I know what to do next yet my thoughts are like scrambled eggs. I think of the appointments I have each day and I need to say "no" so that I can have a day by myself.
I'm on a restricted diet which is working well most days of the week. Saturday night I decided to order Chinese food. It would have been okay had I ordered less. Instead, I ate too much then finished it off the next day instead of throwing it in the garbage. I feel remorse for the way I treat my body because I also feel guilty that as a Christian, my body is the temple of the Holy Spirit.
Is all of this connected in some way?
Probably. But that's for the appointment on Thursday.
