I got sick with the flu the first day of winter break. Sick for two weeks, through my birthday—the big 60—, xmas and that all three me way off track. Depression, anxiety, isolation—-feel like I’m at square One once AGAIN.
The lack of anyone who cares about any of this combined with my hermit-ism is sucky. My sleeping has been badly screwed up for a long time too, I’m finally realizing that I need to talk to psychiatrist about it.
I haven’t been able to get to sleep until around 4am lately. New Year’s, went to bed at 10, nothing else to do, hoped I’d be able to wake up at a decent hour. Finally fell asleep around 9am. Slept all through New Year’s Day, woke around 10pm, made sure pupperz had food n water, went back to sleep...found out this morning I accidentally killed my frog....didn’t realize it was getting dry in his tank. 
Sorry for venting on and on.
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