It reminds me of this analogy someone at work shared about feeling like a duck paddling on a lake. They look calm on the surface, but their little feet are going all out underwater. That’s how I feel when I’m socialising.

I still feel incredibly tired and I'm really dreading climbing that mountain, and I'm scared because I don't know how long it's going to take or if I'm going to get back to my previous 100%, but I wanted to at least make a bit of a plan.

I feel so tired that everything feels like a monumental task. Cooking a meal is out of the question - even pouring a bowl of cereal and the physical act of eating is exhausting, and besides, all my 'safe foods' taste wrong and off, so I'd rather not eat at all. Doing the dishes is the equivalent of running a marathon.