gealach
Diamond Member
My nickname, since I was very small, has always been Smiley. Strangers, acquaintances, friends, bosses, patients - everyone at some point has named me Smiley, thinking they were the first.
Now, I can't remember the last time I smiled. I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed something, or was happy. I don't enjoy anything anymore, I don't have ''fun''. It's actually one of the reasons I'm isolating myself at home, I'm just such a downer and everything's just meh anyway. What's the point of even leaving the house?
Hiking, photography, volcanoes, archery, baking, driving, movies, working out, school ... all meh. *insert activity here* ... meh.
I don't talk to my friends anymore. I don't even text. I just don't have anything to say, and I can only fake a conversation for so long. I'm not even sure I actually have friends anymore, it's not like they're crashing my phone trying to see what I'm up to.
We put up the Christmas tree today, listened to carols, drank eggnog, and did the lights outside. I just wanted it to all be over. The tree might as well just be another piece of furniture.
I'm not numb, I do feel emotions - the negative ones. Guilt, anxiety, (self) hate, hopelessness, frustration. I just don't feel the positive ones. I just can't seem to find happy, I don't even know where to begin, or how.
But I've gotten really good at faking that everything's fine. Most people don't even realize.
Now, I can't remember the last time I smiled. I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed something, or was happy. I don't enjoy anything anymore, I don't have ''fun''. It's actually one of the reasons I'm isolating myself at home, I'm just such a downer and everything's just meh anyway. What's the point of even leaving the house?
Hiking, photography, volcanoes, archery, baking, driving, movies, working out, school ... all meh. *insert activity here* ... meh.
I don't talk to my friends anymore. I don't even text. I just don't have anything to say, and I can only fake a conversation for so long. I'm not even sure I actually have friends anymore, it's not like they're crashing my phone trying to see what I'm up to.
We put up the Christmas tree today, listened to carols, drank eggnog, and did the lights outside. I just wanted it to all be over. The tree might as well just be another piece of furniture.
I'm not numb, I do feel emotions - the negative ones. Guilt, anxiety, (self) hate, hopelessness, frustration. I just don't feel the positive ones. I just can't seem to find happy, I don't even know where to begin, or how.
But I've gotten really good at faking that everything's fine. Most people don't even realize.