I’ve been having a difficult time determining if I am clinically depressed adjacent or just burned out at trying to develop relationships either platonic and/or romantic. For the most part everything seems one-sided; I reach out, maybe we hang out, then nothing until I reach out again. This isn’t wholly the case every time, I admit. There are a couple of people I’ve made friendships with that I hope will grow stronger, but the effort required hard for me to handle. Many times when I’m out and I see people interacting, or maybe I’m actually interacting with people, there’s this dread that is just suddenly there, like a cat on a keyboard and I’m allergic to cats.
I also think I’m allergic to my house. Looking forward to moving for sure.