But I mean, the bare bones of it , really, still, is that, things are supposed to be enjoyable or pleasant, for me, and for me they aren’t. Because I have anhedonia from the depressive schizoaffective disorder.

So yeah.

Projects aren’t pleasant. Studying isn’t pleasant. It’s not absolute, I can sort of break through by going overboard, but that is not reasonable, and obviously I can’t do that all the time or else I’d lose steam.

Life is not easy. (For me?)

Such is obvious evident.

But what else?

There’s something else.

I think.

I think there is. But I don’t know what.

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