I don’t have anything revelatory to say about them, just that they are two different monsters. One is hiding in my closet, and the other is under my bed.
Having both fatigue and depression can be complicated. Which one is not letting me get off the couch today? Which one drags my feet as I walk? Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
When it’s hard for people to understand mental illness already, how do I go about telling them I’m tired… but not in a normal way?
It’s more in a way that makes it literally hard to get from the couch to the bed, because it takes too much energy. And I live in a studio!
Do you have fatigue, depression, or both? Or neither?