Reality doesn't care if you are in despair, it just plows through doing its own thing. Yesterday we received so much snow that my self-imposed exile couldn't excuse me from going out and digging out the car. I could barely see it. Took me half an hour and I drove it around to the parking lot which had mercifully been cleared. I debated whether or not I should drive anywhere to get some coffee cream or something and decided, nah I'll wait a bit and maybe the roads will be friendlier.
I feel a little better today, just a little better. Little baby steps doing things that need to be done. Time may not heal everything but it certainly does give one space to do what has to be done, like taking a shower.