Anonymess

For a long time now, I've been disappearing. It's happening on several fronts. First, the parameters of living narrow like so much trash compactors; where I take on less and less challenges, choose my couch over activities, interact with fewer friends, less often. Hide from the notion of dating anyone. It's to work and home with the occasional movie or drinks with friends. I can't even get myself to go to yoga classes I paid for. The things that motivate me are also shrinking. Having a job to get up and go to is key, although I scheme for ways to get out of it because I long for the safety of bed. This fucking cave I hide in, which "looks like a depressed person lives here", as someone once said to me. I respect the honesty but I resent the hell out of it too. Anybody would. Yeah, going to work and then also wanting to lose weight. And my cat. Those are the things are in my thoughts most days. It's getting pretty tight in here.