I suck at getting back to everyone who posts in my journal and I'm really sorry about it.
Things that used to make me happy don't anymore. I can't take pleasure in anything I do. Everything is just hollow and unfulfilling. I wish I knew why. All I know is I'm not happy, and don't know how to be.
Things that used to make me happy don't anymore. I can't take pleasure in anything I do. Everything is just hollow and unfulfilling. I wish I knew why. All I know is I'm not happy, and don't know how to be.
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nocontrol:
That is basically the textbook definition of depression, my friend. I know the feeling all too well.
nocontrol:
Ditto, my man. This time of year is always the worst, eh?