It is said that one of the signs of depression is lack of interest in outside activities. But what if this world has such inane values that those activities simply hold no interest for us? Sports, for instance. Making lots of money. Marrying well. etc. An introspective person has little use for the frills and spills of a stupid world. We might enjoy yoga or sunsets or the ocean, something real, like a kitten or a puppy. But we don’t care who wins the blasted basketball game!
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I feel exactly like you!
Lonely, I would suspect that you are a deep person. This can be a very shallow world. Now cats, that’s a reality I can get into. For me, they are soft, purring, cuddly miracles. And the joy of watching my dog sniff symphonies on the ground and then run to me wagging her tail. The hug of a friend.
That’s a very good question. Myself, I like watching sports. I like baseball, football, hockey, and others. Its something to pass the time though. As for making money, I could care less. I’m not interested in material things to own or show off. I’d much rather have preferred something a little more internally satisfying in my life, but unfortunately, I’ve lost the capability to do even that.
Dummy, I bet it’s still inside you somewhere. It’s just the capability you’ve lost. I hope you get it back. I spend most of my time watching TV.
Yeah, this is why I hate to see people put too much stock into what the medical profession defines as a “disorder”. They have to generalize somehow in order to come up with a way to label people, so just because you might not care about many of the stupid things in this world, they might qualify you as depressed. In my mind, not caring about most of the stupid junk in this world is actually a sign of a mentally healthy person.
But overall they are referring to losing interest in things that you already did like, or wanted to like. So if suddenly sunsets, yoga, or animals didn’t matter to you, then they’d say you’re depressed. Nobody ever said not being interested in sports = depression.
I wish everyone never did or said anything that they didn’t deeply like or love or fully agreed with. Life is now just a game. But no matter how hard we try we cannot change it. All we do is just fit in. Even though I wish it wasn’t true, I’ll admit, I’m basically forced to do certain things and live a certain way just so life could be somewhat easier.