An Open Letter

I started feeling myself slipping into a pretty bad depression today. I got off work, and was stuck in an almost haze, where I was incredibly tired and I was struggling to even get up off the floor. I stoped enjoying music, and at one point just stopped playing anything and walked around in an almost trance. I was really worried that I was going to fall into another depressive episode. I asked S if he was on, and he responded, and so we agreed to play some games in an hour. When I joined, he was trying out FL studio and so I repirated it to join him, and we made some absolutely beyond ass attempts at a “beat”. That was stupid enough and fun enough for me to feel happy. We then went and played some games, and then just viewed some tiktoks and I showed him some of the stuff from the cruise and we just kept laughing and had a great time like we usually do. And I feel better now. I think I realized with the lack of social interaction that I normally get, this is my recipe for depression. I’ve spent the last few days just by myself watching TV once I get home, and that’s not a good thing to do.