I had a period that I spoke to no one that I didn't have to. I dreaded having to reply with more than one word. Talk about crawling into a shell.I know now it was my depression component of bipolar. It felt so strange. I could barely lift my head to look up. My refuge was the library where,laugh, you wern't supposed to talk. Have any of you went through this? Is this that antisocial disorder?

success is not final,
failure is not fatal,
it's the courage to continue that counts
Winston Churchill