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I did the laundry, dishes, and vacuuming which I'd been putting off. I had intended to do some kind of enjoyable thing to reward myself for this, but at the moment, I can conceptualize nothing enjoyable. There's not really any point in lighting the nice incense or eating a cookie or whatever; I'm not in a state of mind where I can appreciate these things.
Anhedonia is bullshit.
Anhedonia is bullshit.