I haven’t been feeling well since yesterday so I called in sick at work. So far so good, right? But because I felt so mentally exhausted for some unknown to me reason, I took off today as well.

The problem is that in my country you need a doctor to do some paperwork if you are on sick leave for two days or more.

So I took a shower, looked up the doctor’s office that was closest to me since I just moved last month and didn’t need to go to one until now, and went on to call them for an appointment.

That was the plan at least, now I lie in my bed, several hours after the office has closed without being able to make this single two minute call, full of self loathing for not being able to do such a basic thing. I literally just sat in front of my phone for several hours doing fuckall because my brain decided that it would rather have me hurt myself (fortunately I didn’t have the mental energy to do it this time) than make one single call.