What a shitty 3 weeks it's been. Vyvanse hasn't made me immune to the depression that always comes this time of year. I had hoped it would help. Perhaps it has made it less severe, but, of course there's no way to know that.
I don't even know what to summarize things since I was posting somewhat regularly. It's been a very long time. I've often thought of writing. It's pretty obvious I often have doubts I have anything worthwhile to say. My free time starts after 7:30 at night which on the one hand is a luxurious amount of time before bed. On the other hand I'm usually tired and lazy by that time. I frequently disappear into my phone. Unfortunately I've developed a habit of reading the news, which almost certainly is not good for my mental health. Maybe I'll get back to blogging..