Does anyone else find that in a really busy and demanding job that they don't have time to feel depressed?
Like it's just go-go-go none stop with no time to reflect or stop and look around?
One meeting after another, a report, some analysis, another meeting, a long drive etc, etc.

It's only when I get home, sit down and to try and relax, especially at weekends that it suddenly hits me and I feel empty, weighed down and without a purpose.

In fact weekends have become the worst, which depresses me even more as that's exactly the time I should be feeling happier and more relaxed.

Without sounding all 'victim' or 'woe is me', weekends highlight how empty my life is - no friends, no party invites, no trips out or things to look forward to, no reason to get out of bed.

I know this sounds all of my own making, but when you've got social anxiety and zero motivation to get out of bed - it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy.

Or is it just me?