I’ve had what many would call anhedonia for so long that often I question myself when I am happy. I ask “what is this feeling about” and the happiness realizes itself for what it is.
I went through that for a few years once. You start to distrust yourself and your emotions, and the spiral only deepens. I remember all I would do is work, sometimes eat, sometimes shower, and go to bed. I was just a shell of a person, and I don’t want that for anyone. No one can truly understand unless they’ve had it. It was a long struggle, but I eventually made it out. I hope you do the same.
I’ve had what many would call anhedonia for so long that often I question myself when I am happy. I ask “what is this feeling about” and the happiness realizes itself for what it is.
I went through that for a few years once. You start to distrust yourself and your emotions, and the spiral only deepens. I remember all I would do is work, sometimes eat, sometimes shower, and go to bed. I was just a shell of a person, and I don’t want that for anyone. No one can truly understand unless they’ve had it. It was a long struggle, but I eventually made it out. I hope you do the same.
What changed that got you out of the hole?