My friend had been looking down for weeks.
‘This is kind of serious. I feel like doing nothing. Sure, I do what I need to do—like work—because I’m not irresponsible. But everything else feels like a chore. Friends, music, movies, cooking. I just don’t want to do anything. It’s not like I’m avoiding one thing to do another; I genuinely want to do nothing.’
Wanting to offer some comfort, I shared a piece of my past.
‘I’ve been there too. When I was in America—maybe I had too much time to think—I felt like no matter where I went or what I did, it wasn’t much different from what I’d already experienced. It made me question if doing something new was even worth it.’
Sharing similar experiences can make you feel less alone. But after hearing my story, my friend slowly spoke.
‘I know what that is. I was in that state for a year last year. Exactly like you described.’
‘Oh… really?’
‘Yeah. And at the start of this year, it evolved into what I’m feeling now. So, you might end up like me next year.’‘
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Tried to offer comfort, ended up with a curse.
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