@KMCINVA, what you say about your friend at work being destracted by her new relationship and mariage really hit me. It is something I'd not have believed possible until now, however I will admit I'm finding focusing on anything besides my lady difficult, though ironically when I do it goes much better because I no longer get pulled down by the voice of Shadow telling me what I'm doing is a pointless waste of time. Oddly enough I find however that when I am doing things directed towards her it is easy, for the first time in years I actually contacted the music department of my university to see what events were going on and actually want to go, where as previously I always felt it was too much work, I've also done a startling amount of practical arrangements around a possible life with my lady which surprises me, sinse I never thought of myself as the organizational or practical type, but wow, it's easy to do things for others, especially the ones you love.
As to living with abuse though, apathy is always and has always been my nemesis. There are several ways I found to cope, but their not always easy ones. Having a dog helped with basically getting up in the morning (as I said above it's easy to do things for the ones you love, far easier than doing things for yourself). One crytical factor I did find was making sure that I could understand the difference between actual inability to move due to depression and healing, like when I'd had a nightmare and spent the next 24 hours in a haze or when i was literally in such a fugue state I couldn't even stand upright (yes this happened), and when I simply was using it as an excuse for myself.
Part of the problem, is that most of the good things I do are creative, are using words, even my phd thesis, and to get myself into the state where that sort of linguistic building is at all possible I'd need to be in a good place first. I had days when I'd lie awake all night, get up at 9 am, sit with my computer for 5 hours and write one paragraph, which I'd then delete at 2 in the afternoon as being total crap. I'd even have days when I'd read back what I wrote myself and not be able to understand a word, sinse I couldn't follow my own arguements or logic or writing.
The hard part in getting things done is telling the difference between two states, the state of being literally unable! to do something, and being able to with effort. In the first state no effort will make a difference, or if it does, it takes such a monumental amount of strain that it isn't worth it in the end. In the second, well things could be fine when you get started, but you need to give yourself an emotional boot up the bumb to get into gear and actually do! something.
Knowing which state is which is not easy, and I freely confess even with myself I fail on occasion and will find myself either pushing myself when it is a bad idea and then paying the price, or being a lazy so and so and saying "Well it's a bad day today" Indeed one of the few indicators I have for this is if I find myself saying "it's a bad day I won't bother" that usually means it isn't and I should, where as if I simply can't move and am utterly lost, that is that.
I'll also add, that another helpful tool in determining this balance is compromising in small things. I found myself that I'd cometo a point where I was saying "Well maybe I can't go and do a big creative bit of writing today, but I could spell check what I've done", or "Well maybe I can't do a massive writing project at the moment, but I could wash up and clean the place"
That is another key part I found in battling apathy and not trying to do too much or too little, simply trying to strike the center of what I could do on any given occasion.
Of course I freely admit I do fail at this and have failed at this, and how I will deal with trying to get things done when all I can think about at the moment is how much I love! my lady I don't know, but hopefully that is a bit of advice that someone will find in some sense useful.
Luke.