when you are completely busy your depression lifts. That’s partly true. You don’t feel as miserable because you’re not focused on it. Life is the same. Same triggers. Same disappointments, only, there is less time to dwell on them. But when you stop, at night, struggling with sleep; the weekends, when you have no friends to be with, and no one to talk to, and a pile of work you have to do but are avoiding doing… it all comes back.
What am I doing this for? What do I want?
Then you realize just how dissatisfied you are. You realize how unhappy and unfulfilled you […]