And I didn't get up.
In fact, I was having difficulty getting enthusiastic about doing anything at all today.
I 'normally' hop out of bed, eager to get about the things I need to do. Normal being "when I feel good". So over the course of 20 to 30 minutes, I gradually realized that I'm in clinical depression again. After all my experience with it, one would think I'd recognize it faster.
But I realized I've been crying over every little thing for the last week. I don't normally cry at all, so I should have tumbled to this sooner, but I had things to cry about, y'know. The brain will supply 'reasons' for sadness and depression. After all, we all have sad things in our lives, nearly all the time.
But not being enthusiastic about my day is a real tip-off for me.
I thought I'd write this down before taking action. If I remember, I'll come back and mention when I feel good again.
Right now, I'm off to swallow about 1000 mg of B complex.
Edit: January 10th. Nope. Still depressed. Not as bad as then, however.