Just wanting to get some opinions as I'm utterly confused about my situation. And life.
Reasons I think I am depressed:
I have no motivation to excel in life.
I haven't felt any real lasting 'joy' for years.
I often shun people's company. I then cry because I'm lonely. What the hell?!
I've had to come off Facebook because seeing people looking like they were having great happy lives made me feel sick and jealous. I actually feel much better for this as Facebook was a ballache anyway.
I ignore things like letters and emails assuming they will be bad news.
I often hate the sunshine as I despise the thought of having to go out in it and 'enjoy myself'. I also hate the thought that everyone is probably enjoying themselves in the sunshine and I'm not. I like it when it rains as its permission to stay indoors.
I usually come back from doing something technically enjoyable with a sense of disappointment and sadness as I've not enjoyed it.
I'm relieved when friends cancel plans as I don't have to put on a front that I'm feeling okay when I'm not.
I cry most days.
I'm rubbish at playing with my child and I'm just a functional mum who does things for her but I can't play with her. I don't know why.
I can't bring myself to exercise at all.
Reasons I might not be depressed: (As in things I believe I wouldn't do/feel if I WAS depressed)
I sleep well, I'm not tired at all.
I quite like starting the day, getting up and getting little chores done, I like having a shower and organising myself ready for the day ahead. I like having little plans and meeting up with friends.
I eat well enough.
I laugh at funny things, and seek them out.
I can easily make people laugh and everyone thinks I'm mega confident and I make friends easily.
When I have a partner and they cuddle me - skin to skin - i feel absolutely happy and safe in that moment.
Small things can make me really - if fleetingly - happy. Like a great joke or a hug from a friend or hearing my favourite song. When my daughter hugs me or sings or dances.
I don't despise my looks. I think I'm reasonably attractive and don't feel ugly. I feel well and physically healthy all of the time.
I'm optimistic about the future and believe in some ways I am lucky and that things will get better.
I don't seek out coping methods like alcohol or drugs or food to comfort me. Never have.
So what, the fuck is wrong with me?!