The negative symptoms prevent me from having much happiness. I spent last
week doing a project I thought would make me happy. I enjoyed that project
last night.
It was fixing up my lower half of my house as it's all finished off with
paneling and really nice tile and carpet. So I watched DeJaVue the movie
down there and I found hardly any pleasure in it.
Now this week I have to go through 3 closets and box stuff up that I want to
keep and put it in the cubby hole under my basement stairs. This is going to
be a big job. I'm wondering if I will find pleasure in getting it done and
how long it will last.
I finally got the last renters stuff out of the house so I'm trying to get
things in order and looking nice.
Over the weekend I slept and slept because of depression and boredom.
If I could have a baby I could start life fresh with my boyfriend. I've
tried to conceive now for 4 years. It's been very hard to accept I'm not
going to have this baby. I wanted one very bad.
girl