Ana54 wrote:
dying.
It takes a lot to make me happy these days. What about you?
Nobody seems to be able to help me. Pep talks are insulting and trivializing of my problems, "come bake some cookies with me" is trivializing of my problems and assuming in my f****-up state I'd be able to concentrate on it and enjoy it,
I feellike whenever I get depressed, I lose more and more potential to be happy. When I do get happy next time, I fear that I will never again get as happy as I have been before.
I feel the same way a lot of the time. Darn depression
I know you might hate me for bringing this up, but have you thought about a therapist? I had one (before she moved to NEWFOUNDLAND

:(:(), and she really helped me sort through a lot of my emotions. There are Aspergers Specialists out there too that could help.