Hello everyone. Despite the topic, I hope you are all feeling well. So depression does this thing...where you don’t seem to want to go out. I got invited to the fair, I turned that down. I was going to go out for lunch the other day, I turned it down saying something came up.

I want to go out alone as well. Something stops me all the time. “What’s the point?” Is what I say to myself. I don’t feel happy about going out and since I don’t feel comfortable around people, I want to come back home ASAP.

Do any of you feel home bound?