When I’m going through my worst depressive episodes, one of the things that brings me way more suffering than I already need to be under is social isolation. It is so easy to just stay at home, not get out of bed all way, and retrieve into yourself and your misery even when the people close to you just want to help and be there for you. It infuriates me to no end, because I know that what I’m doing is not helping me in any way, but when you don’t have the energy to get up and fix something for yourself to eat, how are you supposed to do something so taxing as socializing with other people?

Biggest Enemy

Trauma is the root of all of my suffering in this life. Sometimes people, especially those who have had the fortune of not having a traumatic childhood, don’t really grasp the extent of what trauma really is and how it affects the traumatized. You might have the misinformed understanding that trauma is something you consciously think about after it has happened. For cases of acute traumatic events, this is part of the symptoms someone might experience once some time has passed from the event. For example, losing a loved one is a traumatic event that might keep playing in your mind, especially if you witnessed their death. The same can be said about such things as natural disasters.

Reboot The Game

I used to be an avid Sims player, like a lot of kids my age. I was nine years old when the Sims 3 was released, it was the first game I ever had the pleasure of owning and playing on my laptop. Until then, I had just watched my friends from wealthier families play the Sims 2. It seemed like such a fun game, something to get creative with, something to explore the human condition with – in ways that I wasn’t really aware of at the time.