She said to adjust my expectations.
“Sometimes getting up and getting into the shower is all you can do, and that’s ok. So stop berating yourself over it…”
It’s ok to lower expectations if it means I will not be so hard on myself. Now I just have to believe her.
Desperately need something more, but I have no idea what. It all just sucks. The sadness never goes away. I’m supposed to keep in mind the little good things, but even that’s not helping.