It’s like I’m stuck in limp mode like a vehicle does when something seriously goes wrong with it. Even when I’m not in a depressed state I find myself conserving energy in everything I do. I’ll have a piece of toast for breakfast instead of eggs because it’s easier. I won’t do my hair or wear decent clothes (laundry) if I’m not leaving the house (which is at least 5 days of the week). Then when I do leave the house I do the bare minimum to just not look like a complete slob. It seems like complete laziness, but I just can’t seem to justify making any kind of effort.
I think it’s because I don’t find myself worthy of the effort.
It’s frustrating because I know that I’m a good person and bring good stuff into the lives of people around me, but I just don’t feel it. How do I get to the stage where I actually believe all the facts that are in my head?