Attention Span

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One of the odd things about depression, for me at least, is the way it robs me of any kind of attention span. I’ve always had a very long attention span. Even as a little kid I would get absorbed in things and spend hours and hours on them. I can’t even count how many times I’ve watched three Star Wars movies in a row or read a whole book in one sitting. Right now, though, I can’t sit through a half-hour TV show. When I try to read, I’m lucky to get through a page or two without losing track of what’s going on. It sucks.

The worst part about it is that right now I can easily spend hours doing absolutely nothing. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and all I can do is lie there. If I try to read or watch TV or do some work, I can’t. Frustrating barely describes it. I wonder if this is what it’s like to be a rodent.

I don’t know how long this will last. It’s one of the big reasons I just don’t feel like myself lately. We’ll see.

2 thoughts on “Attention Span

  1. Was this post sponsored by my own crap attention span?

    It sucks when you know you used to be able to focus. I can force the attention for a few things when necessary, but even that just means being able to get something done. It may be good and meet deadlines, yet I know that I am normally capable of so much more.

    I have a stack of books I want to read. I can’t get through more than a few sentences right now.

    But squirrels have cool, poofy tails, so I guess this is fine.

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