I feel like people don't talk about this side of depression enough and I'd like to get some of this stuff off my chest.
So we'll start with my mom, she's the cause for most of my anxiety and anxiety causes my depression. She had me when she was 14. Didn't want to but the Baptist town we come from forced my parents into marriage and parenthood. How do I know this? Why she told me! Straight up told me to my face that she didn't want to have me but she had to and that because of me she didn't get to enjoy her youth. Thanks mom, here I was thinking that babies are miracles or whatever crap people say.
So since she had me so young my grandma basically did all the raising, at least until I turned 3 and my dad (who joined the marines) got orders to move across country. I suffered from anxiety at the time from being separated from my grandma, who might as well have been my mother. My actual mom did little to take care of me. She failed to make sure I did basic things like washing myself. She would nag me to brush my teeth a couple of days before going to the dentist but that was the extent of her motherly care.
So anyways that was just a little background for you guys to see what I'm working with here. I generally have no want or need to take care of myself. I care for myself when I feel gross, basically. When I'm disgusted with myself is when I'll finally take a shower. And even then it's not that I think I'm gross, it's that I feel like other people think I'm gross.
Grossness aside, I know I need to brush my teeth and wash myself for health reasons, but I find myself not caring enough. Sure I get anxiety from time to time about my teeth eventually falling out or something but I just don't care enough to take action.
I have gotten better, though. I can safely say for the past year I've been changing my underwear every single day and that's a big accomplishment for people like me, people with this ugly depression monster. I do brush my hair occasionally and brush my teeth maybe 5 times a week. I've even started washing my face in the morning once every few days or so, on a good week.
I've asked my boyfriend (who lives with me) to help remind me to do these things and for the past week I've been making myself a to-do every morning, complete with a self care section. I have yet to have one day where I check off every item but every day I get closer. I might just one day get the hang of this whole "life" thing and be a functioning, responsible, clean person. I just hope I'm not too old to change these awful habits or lack there of.
Thanks for reading, I appreciate this site and all the people here. It felt nice to get this out into the open and hopefully I can fall asleep now; It's about 3am. I've been having a little insomnia as of late. Hope you all are doing well and taking good care of yourselves.