Depression is a bit of a killer on the social scene. It takes the life out of you, makes you quiet on the inside because all the fun and positive things are beaten out by a constant painful droning. But I need it sometimes so I don't feel so... alone in the world.
If I can strike a conversation with someone then I don't have too think so much on my part about myself. The more I can distract myself the less I can try not to feel or focus on. Otherwise, I'm an inert mess. I do nothing with myself.
Sometimes I write, kind of like now.
Sometimes I think about meeting all sorts of wonderful people in the world and then I remember how much some of them actually agitate me (like guy at work who won't stop pestering me to hang out). Curses! It's spring break and all the friends have gone home.
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