“Daniel, why are you so far from the community now?” asked a friend some months ago.
“You want to be given the option to accept or decline the invitation? If you keep declining, sooner or later, people will stop inviting you,” said another friend a few days ago.
The funny thing about depression is that you forget everything that was important to you. Work. Hobbies. Friends. Sex. They all float away from you like helium balloons. For a while, you wonder where they’re going and when they’ll ever come down. Then you just don’t care.
I think I’m somewhere at the stage between wondering when they’ll ever come down, and just don’t care.
I feel like I’m wasting away. One by one, I’ve stopped caring about everything that was once important to me.