I am experiencing exactly the sort of thing that screws me up. Details of not managing my life very well. (And that negative judgement is probably the real problem.) …. But I don’t know when I am supposed to do what this week. I didn’t keep track of my psychiatrist’s appointment. I accidently scheduled a day trip with a friend– which I’m nervous about going on in the first place– on top of another appointment. I want to just straighten out appointments so I can follow up some work I might I have this week. I have worry thought that the job hasn’t gotten back to me because they decided they don’t like me. I can turn that over if it’s the case but I would like to know. I keep the voice mail at the clinic and I don’t want to call my psychiatrist directly. It’s almost noon and I’m in my pajamas. I am aware that I need to get out of the house. Act opposite. I can’t go exercise because I’m still waiting for stuff to heal and I don’t want to be seen like this. I have a photography project that I can go walk around and work on. That is what I would like to do. I can put skills together enough to label and make a plan. But then I’m…. I don’t even know. I want to talk to my therapist. I can probably see him tomorrow. I just need to leave him a message. But then that goes into scheduling mistakes and I just want to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. I don’t have to do what I want to do. What I need is to get off the sofa and into the shower– not to make it worse for feeling frozen, not to make it worse by not moving, I can try a half-smile. I can’t get through because it is lunch time. I can take the walk I need to take, come back, and call again.