Today I’m a guest writer at my friend
Lisa Brown’s blog.
I remember the first year it happened. It was Christmas morning, fifteen years ago. I walked into my old bedroom in my parent’s house for a quick nap. At least I planned on a quick nap. Instead, the festivities of the day with family and friends happened without me. I slept the entire day and all that night.
This sleeping pattern continued throughout the rest of the holidays and into the New Year. Drained of any amount of energy, I struggled every morning to get out of bed. Not long after, I started to feel hopeless and had trouble concentrating. I did not want – nor had any energy – to leave my house.
After a few weeks, I decided it was time to see a doctor who Read More