Maybe you could buy some flowers for yourself? That always cheers me up.? I wish your life wasn’t so hard. I thought you and your mother were doing a lot better since you realized she loved you? baby steps, baby.
Feeling miserable sucks. I’ve been going to weekly support groups, a N.A.M.I. class each Wednesday, I get together with some of my peers for coffee and general visiting frequently, I’ve started some yard-art projects, I force myself to get out of the apartment and not to isolate as much. I try to stay as busy as possible. I’m by myself so I’m learning to make dinners with ingredients from the store. I was putting so many things off it became ridiculous. Writing postcards and letters helps. Not much television. I read. Visit my little granddaughter. If I focus on other things besides myself, I seem to feel better, even though I suffer with major depression also. The days can drag or fly by. I’m 60 years old now and when I look back, the past went along unbelievably fast. Got things I want and need to do before I croak so I’m trying. Do things you enjoy, force yourself and you’ll be glad you did.