I really don’t think people understand the exhaustion that comes with a mental illness like depression. It isn’t just an “I’m tired and want to go to sleep” thing, it’s a “I don’t know if I can get out of bed” thing. It’s an “I can barely put on clothing today” thing.
Dragging myself out of bed every morning is becoming harder and harder and that’s with depression medication. Every single day I have to parcel out what I need to do based on how much energy I have that day. If I go over my limit, an exhaustion so deep sets itself into my bones and it becomes hard to move.
When you’re raising two kids, one a kindergartener and the other an infant, by yourself it becomes very easy to go over your limit. When that happens, the only thing you can do is push further. That may sound inspirational, but it’s not. There is no happy ending there. Only more pain, more exhaustion, less sleep, and more depression.
This is why you shouldn’t tell someone with depression to “just push through.” Sometimes we need days where we can do nothing. It’s not because we’re lazy, it’s because we simply cannot do more without hurting ourselves. Everyone needs a break sometimes, this goes for people with depression too.