The hardest thing for me is having anxiety and that causes my depression, I guess. I could be out having a great time with others and then dreadful thoughts come to mind, and it ruins the good time.

Also it's the things that I did that was good for me and now I feel like I've lost interest in doing those things. I feel like it's hurting me, but at the same time, I feel like I don't miss the things I used to do.