I’m just realizing all the things depression stole from me. One of them is my personality I think. 

I used to be the spunky, out going, extroverted and bubbly person. I was a magnet. I was fun.


These days, there’s just nothing going on in my head. At first I thought maybe I have social anxiety, and I do, but more often than not….my head is just empty when I’m around people. I don’t know how or can’t be myself. My personality is so locked away or gone. I feel like a slab of boring stone just taking up space. I literally beg my brain to do anything…I’m not fun or kind or spunky or interesting. I’m truly a slab of boring flesh. It’s ruining who I want to be. I can’t make friends, I’m fucking boring and miserable on the outside.