Reflections
"After being isolated for so long, I imagine there’s something deeply comforting about not having to earn your place in someone’s life by being useful, entertaining, or okay." I definitely cannot be around my family when i'm like this. That says a lot, doesn't it? With your family, it sounds like being in a vulnerable place doesn't feel safe. You can't simply show up as you are, depleted and struggling, without worrying about how you'll be perceived or what your vulnerability might mean in their eyes. And that is exhausting in its own way. You're already trying to get through depression, and then there's the additional burden of managing how other people see you. With your neighbor, you get to exist. With your family, you feel like you have to manage your existence. I can understand why that difference would feel so significant right now. And I think there's something important here: you aren't incapable of receiving love or companionship ...