The last few weeks have been a Depressing realization for me.

I thought I had a decent handle on things but I realize now that I’ve not been doing enough.

I’ve been talking to people and watching movies and shows and videos of people about the things they Love to do and as inspiring as it is, it’s been depressing to hear.

Every time I try to come up with something that I also love to do, I’m at a loss of words. I can’t think of anything I genuinely love to do. Ever. There are things I like to do, for sure. But nothing that I do sticks out as something I love to do.

The only things that come close are things I’m clearly not passionate about, just kind of enjoy. And that’s where it stops. None of the things I like doing are things I’m trying to be better at, challenge me or I show nearly enough interest in to even call a hobby.

That’s depressing.

I plan to work on the things I supposedly really like to do but really? I think I’ve lost all will and desire to enjoy things. It’s more like I do them so I can tell myself I’m doing something.

It’s times like this I wonder why I’m not more depressed than I already am.

Jeez