I cant move. Or leave the fucking house. I keep cancelling appointments and avoiding responsibilities. I can't bring myself to be anything.

There's a damp spot on the ceiling and the landlord cant come to fix it yet.

Skipped therapy yesterday, deliberately for the first time.

I feel like crying but I can't even do that.

All I can do is mindlessly scroll through my damn phone. Nap every now and then. Go through my mental list of things to do.

it's too much. it's too fucking much.