g.p. again and she prescribed an anti depressant. I totally lack motivation or the inclination to do anything really. I have a bad shoulder, bad knee and generally feel lacklustre about everything. The place I can appear to be functioning is at work and when I come home I feel nothing but emptiness. I haven't even written out one Christmas card yet and had to make a conscious effort to switch the lights on the Christmas tree which has sat forlornly in the corner of the living room, next to the fish tank with no fish in that my son repeatedly refuses to do anything about (it's full of water and rocks and needs sorting out). I keep waiting for the spirit of Christmas to fill me from top to toe, however I'm still waiting for the first tingle and I've a feeling that tingle is a long time coming, if at all.
