so like i KNOW i should be doing better and i KNOW i should care more but my brain is not working with me here it’s hard to concentrate on this for whatever reason and like. lately i’ve noticed i’ve been increasingly not caring about things that are important. this assignment is important but on a certain level…just turn in what you’ve got yeah it’s crappy but whatever.

it’s Not Good and when i see my therapist i’m gonna make sure to mention it bc this is concerning and i don’t like it.

idk about anyone else but it was and still is a revelation to think that even if i am a reserved awkward not very emotive weirdo that’s okay

it’s okay to not be a happy fun bright person that everyone likes and has energy and whatever

it’s okay if i’m not that person

anguox:

The reason depression is literally the worst is not because of the soul-crushing sadness or the wanting to kill yourself or the self harm or all the violent and extreme emotions that come with dealing with this particular mental handicap.
It’s the long and painful stretches of days of weeks of months where you’re not really depressed, but you kind of just exist. The time you spend sitting in bed aimlessly browsing the Internet instead of finishing that video game you thought was fun or going out with a friend to see a movie or getting up and doing your laundry. You exist, and it’s okay, but you’re not really sure why. You’re not doing anything productive when you have all the time in the world to be doing it. You feel like you’re missing out on life, but at the same time you feel that it doesn’t really matter. That’s the worst kind of depression.