[ WP ] Dscribe depression in a contextless monologue .

He said snap out of it. But I could n't be bothered. I could n't *be* bothered to be bothered. Could happy people even grasp that, truly? I doubt it. Because it's addictive. Because it's the truth. And once it seeps into the corners of your thoughts... Got to take charge of my life, he said. But, I do n't even want to compete. That's the thing. I was forced to enter a tournament whose trophies I could n't give a shit about. Who gets to say who can play, anyway? Who even thinks it's a game worth playing? Hell. To hell with it. To hell with all of it.
