So, I’ve been very distant with my housemates recently as I’ve been having a pretty bad depressive episode. So it’s taken a lot for me to come down to the kitchen to prepare my dinner for tonight. We exchanged pleasantries, they asked if i’d like to watch a film with them tonight etc. Everything was fine. So i started making a homemade pasta sauce and my housemate comes over to see what i’m cooking and she’s like “can i say what i think you should do?” and i’m like “what” and she’s like “you should add some flour to thicken it a bit” and instantly my minds gone like woooooooah “fuck her critical bitch thinks she’s better than you she is better than you you are below her”. I haven’t actually let on that but my mind is in meltdown right now and it won’t stop thinking. so yeah i feel pathetic