Forgiving the stupid and the naive mistakes I've been making is proving difficult. Depression freezes me into a low power mode. I know I'm not at the very bottom because rain still smells good, I have my exercise routines and I'm eating, showering, all that sort of stuff. I guess I got addicted to its safety after losing so much of my life. But, my depression doesn't have or allow for many functional features. It's good I've identified some things I want to change. I am unlikely to be able to carry them out unless I get out of this safe fog.