One of the hardest parts of having depression, anxiety, and an auto-immune disease is the constant exhaustion. It’s the kind of tired where you can sleep twelve hours and need a nap ten minutes after you get up.The kind of tired where no amount of coffee, cola, or tea will even make a dent in how you feel. The kind of tired where you get really good at faking being happy, awake, and energetic so others don’t question you. The kind of tired where you get really good at ignoring how tired you are so you don’t fall asleep at work. The kind of tired where you’re fighting the need for sleep so hard it gives you a headache. The kind of tired where you catch yourself staring at and thinking of nothing more often than you used to. And it’s the kind of tired that is so bone-deep your body hurts and all you want to do is stay in bed and sleep all day, knowing, even if you do, you’ll still be tired when you wake up again.
To those of you who know this pain, please know you are not alone, and we will make it through. One day at a time.
I had more to say on this topic, but I feel like it will ruin the affect of this post. So, I’ll include the rest of what I had to say sometime later in another post.