I always feel like I'm counting down the hours. There's nothing to look forward to and I get anxious trying to fill my time to distract myself from how miserable I am. I look at other people's lives sometimes and they seem so rich. They have all these activities and friends and creativity and I have nothing. I hate that I compare myself to others but I feel so alone and different. I just wish more people I knew understood. Even the ones who mention having been depressed or whatever seem to have lives so much more fulfilling than mine. I really feel like I have few interests and nothing really captivates me.

I wasn't always like this but when I try and think back a few years, I can't even remember what life was like.