Do you sometimes see people running around enjoying life and wonder what you’re missing? Sometimes I used to think I must be a horrible person.
I had so many things going for me, and I still couldn’t be happy. I would ask myself, is there something wrong with me? Am I a narcissist?
Then sometimes I would decide I was just going to be happy. I would fake it until I made it and just accept that’s who I was.
But it wouldn’t take long for me to feel overwhelmingly depressed. I had a little dark hole that would constantly pull at me, and I didn’t have the energy to keep ignoring it.
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