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Same here. When I first picked up my guitar, I didn't put it down for two years. Then one day I just quit. Now whenever I play, especially when I try to learn a new song, I spend most of the time berating myself for not being any better or not enjoying it more.
The worst part is, whenever I'm doing something I know I enjoy, I'll immediately start thinking about how fleeting this moment will be and the interest goes away. I believe that's the worst part about depression for me, the disinterest.
I have a feeling there's no quick fix. Maybe trying to get interested in new experiences would do the trick, I don't know. Nothing I've tried has worked so far.
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“I beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.” – Rainer Maria Rilke
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