It's easy to believe no one else can empathize with being so depressed that it overrides every other emotion. Depression can make everything else seem fuzzy and unfocused, blurring out the details to the point that happiness or anxiety become too similar to differentiate. Likewise, depression can also make it easy to forget that there are people that might genuinely care about your well-being, even if you've already become ambivalent to the idea of still being alive.
Even with therapy and a lot of support, I still struggle with being in that state of mind every day. It makes me wonder if I'll ever reach a point of actually feeling as though my life and everything I'm trying to accomplish is worthwhile.
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