I suppose I’m asking if I’m unreasonable to believe I’m not depressed but instead just accepting that I’m done?
I wouldn’t step in front of a speeding car but I wouldn’t jump out of the way if one was coming towards me. If I was told I needed life saving treatment I’d refuse it.
I look forward to going to bed each day and am disappointed when I wake up.
Im not suicidal, I’m not sad or miserable and I still laugh and smile. I just want to get through each day and for it to be done.
its been like that for the last 5 years. Something happened that changed me inside and ruined how I felt about everything. I’ve just felt that I will never be really happy again.
Nobody seems to have noticed and no one has ever mentioned anything so I don’t feel like it’s a big problem. Does anyone else feel like this?