hm, this is exactly wht I am feeling in the past 2 weeks, after a short depressive episode (just a few days). The same had happened in december (3 weeks depressed and 2 weeks apathic) and february (1 week depressed and 10 days apathic). It is different from the past, when my depressive periods would disappear as fast as they had started.
It is like a steady pain: you can bear it, but it makes living worthless. Now I'm going to bed... aware that if I die during the sleep I would lose nothing. This serotonin apathy thing may be an answer, since just on december I switched from Paroxetine to Duloxetine... I'll ask about it to my pdoc when I talk to him (in a few weeks).

Ah, I wonder how much of this crap there can be in one single life.