Ananda

I’m a sad potato.

You know that feeling you get in the morning, when you wake up and realize you have to get out of bed and go to school or work? You have to do that thing called living. And you’re so tired but you manage to bundle up what seems like all your energy to get out of bed and take a shower and do the thing expected of you.

Now imagine feeling that constantly, ten times worse, every time you move or speak, every time you make a minor decision. That’s depression, for me—at least part of it.

Then there’s this looming sense of sharpness and panic, which is the anxiety, occasionally spiking when you have to do something under pressure or unplanned. That feeling you get before a first date or a presentation, an interview, something where you feel vulnerable: It’s that feeling following you around, constantly. ♦