Many people I’m talking to in recent years feel like this. I was expecting to slowly be better by now, but some days are just rough. It’s like someone has turned on “wade through jelly mode” for a large part of the population including me. I’ve so far assumed it’s depression due to the poly-crisis state of the world and just keep wading through the jelly best as I can. I fulfill my part in the crumbles, slowly and with style.