You know, I never was one for going out and doing things, but...I did things sometimes.

I hung out with people at times.  And I had work ethic and drive.  I thrived in learning and enjoyed exploring new things.

Depression and graduate school have together destroyed that over the past few years.

I mean, I will say that I had depression long before I recognized it for what it was.  But it was more under control, and I guess I wasn't in an environment that was toxic.

Then again, maybe I'm painting things with rose-tinted glasses because the present is just...not so good for me.