I think I am in denial
I still don’t fully believe that I am depressed. I always just assume it is because I am autistic. I dont know.
Every so often it feels as though more pieces of myself start fading away. I feel like I am approaching 0. Nothing.
I never had many interests, nor have I ever remembered having dreams or ambitions, even as a kid. I never look towards the future, nor do I look back at the past.
But now? There is even less to me. It has progressed the past 10 years, steadily.
I am not miserable. I am content with life and I find joy in small things like squishy foods or the air after a rain.
But I think nothing. I may feel, but I do not know what I feel. And whatever I do feel is so blunted..
I have no dreams, no desires, no hobbies or interests. I watch no TV or shows. I do not find pleasure in listening to music. I eat the same exact 2 meals each day: peanut butter sandwich, and beans with fruit and milk.
I have no friends. I do not play video games. I do not look forward to anything. Sometimes I look forward to eating my next peanut butter sandwich.
I occasionally get the urge to drive when the air is pleasant and humid. When I am very sad, I want to pet birds. But I have recognized that birds are entirely different from humans and there can exist no healthy connection between the two, and now that feeling has died. I love birds so much. I know nothing about them and dont care to but I think I love them so much. I think.
That is all there is to me.
I have no interests in relationships, In connection. I am not sad that I have never had friends before. I am not sad at all. I cry once per month. I cry at the idea of losing my family, and that is all. I love them.
If I did not have my daily routines or the concern of my parents I would not eat or drink water. I do not care for myself. I hardly brush my teeth or brush my hair.
But I am not sad, I am not miserable, I am entirely empty.
My last therapist told me she could not help me because I had no problems to solve, because I do absolutely nothing and desire even less.
If I had a billion dollars, I would not change anything. I would do nothing.
Is there any kind of solution to this?? I still do not want to believe this is depression, that maybe my brain is just structured differently and I am some sort of alien.
Im only considering that maybe, I deeply need help. But I dont think there exists any help for me. And I am okay with that.