Supersadmommy90
Student
- Sep 24, 2019
- 186
I'm starting to understand the whole, "depression makes you lose interest in things you previously cared about" shtick. At least, losing interest in what I feel my life's work has been, is a thing. In my past life, before depression, I was a bit of a workaholic, I even sacrificed my health for my work (which I've lived to regret), that is how driven I was by my cause and my plans for my business. I have been working on a forever degree for years and I'm finally at a place where I can start to see all of it starting to come together over the horizon.
But ever since depression has firmly taken hold, I've been noticeably losing interest in this pursuit which has consumed thousands of hours and dollars. I could be working on it right now, but... Here I am, kicking the can further down the road, in fact, I'm about to kick the can into the trash heap, that is how over it I am.
It bothers me that if and when I do CTB without having accomplished any of what I set out to do, that all of that effort, and the deprivations, and frustrations, I suffered over the years will literally have been for nothing, as if I didn't ever work hard (I did) or sacrifice anything (I sacrificed lots.) I could have spent all this time being a lazy bum, doing whatever I felt like, and gotten the same end result. That isn't me, I've always been highly motivated, if anything I've been ambitious to a fault, until more recently.
Anyway, the depressive spell I've been in the past few days has been truly horrible. Normal people don't feel this way. I don't know how I'm going to get through what was supposed to be an exciting business. What used to inspire me, now just fills me with dread. I feel so horrible that I want to throw it all away. I feel so awful.
But ever since depression has firmly taken hold, I've been noticeably losing interest in this pursuit which has consumed thousands of hours and dollars. I could be working on it right now, but... Here I am, kicking the can further down the road, in fact, I'm about to kick the can into the trash heap, that is how over it I am.
It bothers me that if and when I do CTB without having accomplished any of what I set out to do, that all of that effort, and the deprivations, and frustrations, I suffered over the years will literally have been for nothing, as if I didn't ever work hard (I did) or sacrifice anything (I sacrificed lots.) I could have spent all this time being a lazy bum, doing whatever I felt like, and gotten the same end result. That isn't me, I've always been highly motivated, if anything I've been ambitious to a fault, until more recently.
Anyway, the depressive spell I've been in the past few days has been truly horrible. Normal people don't feel this way. I don't know how I'm going to get through what was supposed to be an exciting business. What used to inspire me, now just fills me with dread. I feel so horrible that I want to throw it all away. I feel so awful.