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The Diagnosis

Three weeks ago, I got a call from my doctor.

I was expecting this call, and could not wait to hear of my diagnosis.

Let's back up a bit, to June of 2017. I was feeling run-down, tired, and had gained 15-20 pounds in a year. While the weight gain could be attributed to other factors, I had gotten to the point where I could barely get out of bed I was so tired.

This (among other things) led me to quit my 8-5 job. I thought things might get better after I quit, since I was commuting an hour to and from work every day.
The thing is - things did not improve.

I almost felt worse after quitting than I did while working/commuting 50-60 hours a week. I felt just as tired, and lacked any sort of motivation whatsoever, despite not really having any absolute obligations on a daily basis, as I only had a couple of freelance clients to worry about. In addition to this, I felt more anxious than I had ever felt in a long time. I felt anxious about not doing enough with my time off! I felt anxiou…

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