Depression shows up randomly and stays as long as it wants. When (if) it leaves it’s only for a short while.
I can’t remember when this spell began but I do know it’s been here quite a long time. I feel drained of happiness, unable to enjoy everything. Food doesn’t really have a taste; sleep is pointless, yet these are necessary to keep going.
Why keep going? Foolish optimism is the first thing that comes to mind but deep inside I know I’ll enjoy music. I know I’ll enjoy eating. I know I’ll enjoy life’s little pleasures.

I just don’t know when.