I don't know what is going on. It has been going on for years now. I'm just sitting here, surfing the internet and ignoring the the housekeeping chaos around me. I am ignoring the mile-long to do list that constantly follows me around. I ignore basic responsibilities that I know are there, but don't care to do. Why? I just can't get started. It's like the internal fire that heats my internal boiler to pump up a head of steam to build the desire and motivation to actually DO something - that fire is out. That fire used to burn so fiercely that it fueled my ADHD motor and made it damn near impossible to sit still, continuously flashing alerts about undone chores, activities and details. Now, I see vaguely through the fog passing shadows of intention. If I do get fully informed of a task to be done, it comes with a depressed "not now" that moves me on to the next moment. And I just sit here. I sit here for hours, listening to the radio and podcasts and surfing Facebook. I know I am wasting my life. I don't care enough to do anything about it.
Yet I am not in pain. I have suffered the pain of deep depression. I have been in that hole just once in my life. I am not there now. I have been medicated for the past 15 years, including episodes of "drug holidays" when I stopped and restarted. I feel like I can get out of this chair, I just really don't want to. I know it is not healthy. But it's not so bad. I'm not in pain.
I am not asking anyone what I should do because I know what to do. But medical treatment in this broken health care system means incurring another kind of pain; that is, financial. If I am not currently in pain, why should I create it for myself? Actually, I am working on admission to a free mental health clinic but my income is a little too high and I might not qualify. So I keep taking my meds even though I would like to see the prescription change. I'm stuck. And there really is nothing I can do. It is just the way life it. So, until a solution presents itself, I just sit here.