I'm sorry it took me so long to respond. When I am depressed I tend to wall myself away from people, but you were all so lovely in your advice, so I feel very bad about leaving the thread orphaned (plus, walling myself off is ultimately destructive, so I'm working on not doing it).
In terms of the stressors - most appear to be mid-range or permanent. It's not a move - we did that a few years back and it took me some time to update it on my profile...kept remembering to do it and then forgetting. There are really a cluster of things going on at once - some mid-range to permanent health issues for me, combined with some permanent decisions made by other people that are game changers for my wife's and my future (basically, entire visions of what certain parts of my life would look like had to be torn down and abandoned). Those combined with a variety of less catastrophic, but no less upsetting issues, including a visit to the ER for my wife, some ongoing responsibilities in caring for elderly relatives that are fairly wearing, my parents selling my childhood home, etc to create a giant mass of the Universe deciding I can't catch a break. Neither my wife nor I is dealing with it very well, which means we don't have our usual fallback (one of us falls apart, the other keeps life trucking onward while the other recovers).
My eating is still a wreck. I've had a few "normal" days over 1200 calories, but my average is still well below that. Breakfast and snacks have been particularly hard - I've usually managed lunch (or at least a protein shake) and dinner.
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It would also explain not eating now in the sense of "I might not be able to control what is going on around me, but I can control what I put into my body."
This is part of where I feel like I'm failing, actually, because I am trying really hard to eat. And I can't control even that, because my body is just resisting me at every turn.
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Bodies are amazingly resilient. I went about ten or twelve days, I don't remember exactly, without eating after my mom's death. It isn't healthy, it isn't ideal, it isn't a happy place to be--but it didn't harm me in the long run. I'm not saying that to assure you that it's perfectly fine to have trouble eating because of stress, but because I understand what you mean by catastrophizing and I hope that you don't let food or the lack of it become another form of stress or alarm.
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Would it help to think of it more like you would a symptom of a physical illness? For instance, if you got the flu and couldn't keep anything down or do anything but wait for your fever to break, it would be a setback. But that's the nature of the illness, and it's something that you'd get over with appropriate care. Depression's kind of similar. It's something that just happens (although some of us are more prone to it than others), has identifiable symptoms, and can be overcome with time and care. Not being as "functional" as normal is a symptom of the illness (as is loss of appetite). It sucks and sometimes the treatment options suck, but that's just how it is. It's important to keep on working through it and not to wallow, but I think it can also be important to give ourselves a break and admit that even though our functionality might not be near what it normally is, if it's the best we can do right now, that's really all we can ask of ourselves.
Thank you both for this - it was very helpful. I probably need to let it go a bit more. I just don't like the way it's making me feel (my average recovery time from lifting weights went from a day to almost four). Part of the problem is that, because some of the stress is coming from health issues, I feel, for lack of a better term, "broken". So not being able to eat is becoming, in my head, another way I'm broken. Which is not helping. So I'm going to work on this.
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Is the idea of nourishing yourself what's throwing you off or is it just the idea of physically chewing and swallowing food? From my armchair, I would be more concerned if you are on some subconscious level "punishing" yourself by denying nutrition than if you are just stressed/anxious and having stomach upset that makes you feel not hungry. Have you tried sitting down and thinking about what you are hungry for? Visualize shopping for the ingredients, preparing it, and sitting down to eat it, or driving to the restaurant, sitting down, ordering, etc.?
It's definitely not self-punishment, it's very physical. Nothing sounds good to eat, and when I do eat, I get sick to my stomach. A few days ago, I literally spent 45 minutes trying to think of something that sounded good to eat. I went into a list of restaurants in Davis, looked at every one, and considered whether I could eat it. I ended up with nothing - which seems so ridiculous!
I think that what is happening is that the stressors, combined with the depression they brought with them, dovetailed with a ton of responsibilities (taking care of wife after the ER, taking care of my elderly grandfather and his long term girlfriend twice a day, plus keeping on top of my job because the bills don't care if I'm falling apart) and with my own inner baggage about being depressed (in short, a belief that people only like me when I'm happy) and broken (which depressed is a form of), which made it harder to get out of the spiral.
So maybe, I need to give myself permission to be SAD. Except I have to work out how let myself be sad without falling apart to a point that those responsibilities don't get taken care of, which seems nearly impossible. So maybe this prolonged mini-eating-breakdown is my body's way of slowly working out the sad parts without completely rendering me unable to do any of the things I need to?
Sorry for the novel. I'm still trying to work out exactly the best path to keep myself moving back toward mental stability.