One thing I’ve noticed is that some things are still fun but for some reason I don’t want to do them. In my case, these are usually things that involve being with friends or family. I feel like I want to be alone, but when I’m alone I’m unhappy. If someone pushes me to be social, I do end up enjoying it but then afterwards I still feel like I want to be alone, and when I’m alone I’m still unhappy.
Something similar but less dramatic happens when I read a book, watch a movie, work on a project, or do anything else that requires hours of focus. I don’t want to do it, I enjoy it if I do, but then I don’t want to do it again.
One thing I’ve noticed is that some things are still fun but for some reason I don’t want to do them. In my case, these are usually things that involve being with friends or family. I feel like I want to be alone, but when I’m alone I’m unhappy. If someone pushes me to be social, I do end up enjoying it but then afterwards I still feel like I want to be alone, and when I’m alone I’m still unhappy.
Something similar but less dramatic happens when I read a book, watch a movie, work on a project, or do anything else that requires hours of focus. I don’t want to do it, I enjoy it if I do, but then I don’t want to do it again.