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Waking Up Tired

What do you do when you wake up tired? Lately, I have been struggling with depression. My depression is not the result of the changes in season, mood swings, PMS, nor breakdown in relationships, or loss. My invisible brain disorder is going through another one of its phases.

Sometimes I wake up tired. In spite of medication adherence, I am challenged by my depressive state of being. I practice self-care daily, but lose energy by the late afternoon and am forced to shut myself down early at night. It is not fair; living with limited energy, taking restless naps, and repeating my health plan that is not completely pulling me out of this depressive state.

My days are short but my fight is still strong. Yes, I may wake up tired, and do not carry out plans, but I get back on track and try my best to not give up.

Still, I press forward. I surf social media for encouragement. I drink more water and give myself time to embrace self-care demands. Moreover, I pray that this low energy leaves me.

Finally, I am not at my best but I am still trying. I choose to challenge my invisible storm. I may not win every time, but I am still in the fight. I understand waking up tired is just for a moment, therefore, I continuously try to overcome this internal battle. Recovery is not always about winning, but simply going through the process and trying again and again until a better day arrives and better you shows up.
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