That's it, really. I have people I could phone in real life but I just choke when I try to talk, I can't face a real conversation. I feel griefstricken, as though someone has died. I can't listen to music because it just makes my chest implode with sadness. I know it's a beautiful sunny day but I just can't feel it. I do suffer from depression, I'm on ADs, I control my depression pretty well usually, but this is different. I remember feeling like this in the holidays from boarding school, I was so overpoweringly unhappy I couldn't speak, music made me feel sick, I couldn't eat or cry or anything, I used to lie on the sofa with my face turned to the wall for hours and just "survive", waiting for the pain to stop. I had a huge panic attack last night, first time in ages I've had a proper one.
I haven't been in this dark pit for a long time. I don't know how to get out. I feel as though someone has opened an invisible door in the world, shoved me outside and closed it again, and I am sitting on a ledge in the middle of nowhere, and if I move I will fall into nothingness.