Now that I (think) I am starting to come out of the period of depression, I am intensely aware of how I really feel underneath it all.
My mind is as hyperactive as usual, but the thoughts aren't nearly so negative as they have been. I know there are things I really need or want to do, but all this mental activity does get in the way. I feel shackled to the thoughts, and weighed down by it all. I'm not moaning about anything, but just trying to describe what it's like to be myself. And it's not just me. It's the same for other people who are like me. It's part of how we are.
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