I am an empty, hollow man going through the prescribed motions of the day. I do this to appease the people around me. Mostly my loved ones. I do it because I dread the question that most people feel compelled to ask.
“How are you doing?”
I go through the motions because I'm tired of hating myself and letting down everyone around me. That's how I'm doing. But I'll lie and say everything's fine. That's what it's like to be depressed.
I'm not bummed out or disappointed about something in particular. I'm fundamentally sad for no reason at all. I try so hard to pantomime smiles just so no one will ask the question. That's what it's like to be depressed.Read More