The depressing thing about depression is that you get depressed because you’re so busy you lose time for what makes you happy, trading it for what you imagine is important, until you realize all that work you’re putting in for what is important is really not important at all, destined to be forgotten like a deleted spreadsheet, so you stop trying at what’s important, and lose all hold on things that kept you busy, so now that you finally have nothing to do because you let everything you thought mattered go, now that you have all the time in the world, you feel like a failure who wasted all that time, and now that free time meant to do things to make you happy is spent in your head, lost in memories that are better off dead.
Now you have time to be happy, but you traded your ability to be happy to get it.
♡Sugar☆World☮ 