I don't understand other people with depression. I don't understand my own. I understand the dulness, but many times, I can't even know I feel like that.
I feel distant and empty and I am pretty tired to pretend I can connect and understand. Sometimes it will happen, but you should be waiting for a dull, moody and angry mulan. I have to accept I can feel this way, and that I shouldn't be embarassed by it. I should accept most of the days most of the people annoy me and I am entitled to that feeling. I am not the one responsible to make them feel good about themselves! (rant!) (easier said than done).