If there's one good thing about depression and the resulting insomnia, it's that I've finally found the time to read. I've finished 4 novels in the last 3 nights. The depression still sucks, though.

First was "Childhood's End" by Arthur C. Clarke and "Crome Yellow" by Huxley, then "A Fault In Our Stars," and "Looking for Alaska" by John Green. As soon as I finish this post, I will probably download another book and finish it while I half-ass some laundry (it won't get put away, not today, and maybe not ever).

I guess my depression is weird, because I do the opposite of what most people do. I stop sleeping (I've logged just under 6 hours total since Thursday morning), and I stop eating. I go numb, really. And it fucking sucks. MitsuBT is trying to be supportive, and he's better than most because he also deals with depression...but this is alien to him because he comes from the sleep all the time/eat all the things camp. He did take me to lunch to my favorite restaurant today because he knows I didn't eat anything at all yesterday but a string cheese and some Coke (the soda). I ate a little less than normal, but I feel a little better since I ate. He wasn't pushy about forcing me to eat or anything, but he paid, so I forced myself to eat out of guilt. I didn't want to waste his money.

I don't know how long this will last, but I am definitely going to medicate myself tonight in order to get some sleep. I will not function at work next week if I don't.

So...I don't know what the point of this was. I guess if anyone has any book suggestions or depression suggestions or just wants to chat. That'd be nice.