I'm tired of doing so many things.
I'm tired of going places, doing things, and interacting with people. Even people who I once enjoyed spending time with.
I know that it's probably the depression. But also people change. I've changed. The people in spending time with have changed. Some of us have grown closer together, but with others we've drifted apart. Some people I've deliberately cut out of my life.
I'm just tired of dealing with people. Dealing with dealing with people. Having to put on a face and deal with other people's personas. It's exhausting.
I only want to spend time with a couple of people. And everyone else is not worth the effort....
And yet, I do it. Because I feel like I should. Because I think it might help with the depression. But do many times it just makes me angry or anxious, or just so tired.
