Ahhh... the age old question, “What came first, the chicken or the egg?” Only in my case it’s, “What came first, the depression or the extreme fatigue?” In my “early days” I could confidently say it was the depression. However, as I have gotten older and my depression episodes have gotten longer and longer I... Continue Reading →
Depression isn’t an emotion. Depression does not equal sadness. Sadness is a fleeting emotion. When depression has really taken hold, I’m empty. I feel nothing. I’m a shell. I watch everything go by. I do the things I’m supposed to do, ones I’ve built a routine around, but I’m detached. It’s robotic. I do it... Continue Reading →
I eat too much. I drink too much. I ruminate too much. I'm depressed too much. I'm too much. As an introverted and 75% antisocial person. This whole stay-at-home thing is not really a problem for me. Well... it's a problem in that I often times force myself to go out and be social so... Continue Reading →
Lost in Resolute Reverie 