It’s not really loneliness, not really isolation, not really stir craziness. Somewhere in between those three. I’m going crazy alone like this, that’s for sure. Jumping out of my skin looking for something fun. My therapist thinks I’m depressed. I’m not depressed. It’s just anhedonia, a symptom of depression but not depression.

I don’t know what to do. Stuck, again.

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