I don’t know how to say this without sounding melodramatic, but I have a bad habit of isolating myself from the rest of the world. It’s a negative comfort, a habit of putting off communicating, but I feel incredibly alone.

I feel so starved for human connection, but so feeble and weak at the same time. I spend a large part of my day sleeping, just trying to mash the fast-forward button on my life in hopes of reaching better times.

I’m not saying this to worry anybody, or draw attention to myself. Just expressing how I feel. I often struggle with depression, despite being medicated for it. There are good days and bad days, progress isn’t really linear. But I feel cut off from friendship, from laughing with people, from emotional and physical intimacy. It hurts. I just kind of feel like I’m coasting through life and perpetually sabotaging myself.