I’m not depressed, and i know this because I go to school and I continue to experience occasional happiness.
I usually go to the library after school to do homework. Lately, i’ve finished most of my homework before I got home. When I get home, I feel sluggy and useless. I feel like lying in bed and disappearing so I don’t have to handle life. I enjoy sleeping because I don’t have to be awake. I never want to do anything. My friends bore me. I have nothing to do when I get home. I feel my existence is completely pointless. I feel depressed because every single day of my life is just a cycle of me going to school, not being able to pay attention, and failing all my tests.
I don’t know what’s happening. Why has my passion for life dimmed so much?