A person who feels worthless cannot express love for things, animals, and people and often becomes numb. This package of results sound horrible, but depression does not have these fierce results on a continuum, but instead waxes and wains. Sometimes the Gnome I need a huge glass of wine shirt and I love this immune system kicks in and a depressed person seems to take on new life, especially after and extended vacation. The actual question asked, “will the depressed person come back from it and still love me” is complicated by how many times a person has been severely depressed and how long each cycle lasts—if the individual receives satisfactory treatment by a competent doctor. I wish I could project a more cheerful answer, but I’m not sure if there is one. Love isn’t an emotion. Love is action. Love is a decision. Most people think of “love” is this feeling you get when you and your partner are in the honeymoon phase of a relationship where you are so happy to be with that person – unfortunately that feeling of being in love usually only lasts 2 years. That’s why a lot of couples break up after two years or even way before then. You see, you need to decide to love this person no matter what. I think what you’re talking about is if this person is treating you how you want them to. Maybe you feel like the love isn’t there anymore from their side. I would try communicating with this person and voice any concerns you may have and why you may be feeling this way. Overcommunicate. Never assume anything. Also, have you tried to make him feel special at all recently? Maybe try picking up something little for him or making his favorite dish? Maybe try doing an activity with him that he really loves doing. There’s many ways to show someone you care. Sometimes even sending them funny things throughout the day will help them feel like you think about them. Good luck.
Even in a room full of people, we feel lonely. Not because of the Gnome I need a huge glass of wine shirt and I love this lack of connections, but by its shallowness. we talk, we share ideas and thoughts, but our feelings always feels inconceivable, as if it were locked away in an alien dimension, too distant to reach, too ambiguous to understand. This fragility, transforms into an insecurity and we are caught in a infernal loop. We love to love, but we are too disappointed to try. Because most of our relationships are fleeting; they happen, they peak, and then they slowly fade out of existence. We give up . We give in to despair, because something as simple as love and happiness, seems so unreachable. We are friendly souls, but are broken because we cant live with that which we love the most, so we shut off all connections. Look up at the lonely stars, maybe we will find solace, in the loneliness they share; wrapped in nothing but the darkness of the universe, a little speck shining, on its own. Forget about romantic relationships, but those supposed to be linked with blood, they shatter so easily, they run so empty, so feeble, it breaks my heart. we are unable to be understood by our own blood. At the same time, our love is absolute, but it is unrequited, so what’s the use? And so we lament in despair, convinced that love and happiness are all but illusions conceived by the fragility of our minds. A fantasy to escape this morbid reality. Maybe over the years, we have been brainwashed to believe in everlasting and absolute things, like eternal love and freedom. Iit is said that intimacy is the opposite of loneliness . Not the physical kind, but the emotional one. Entwined to the soul with the things we love. There is a certain purity to it. But it is hard to survive. It is hard to be this way and feel okay in this modern world; so superficial, with things so fleeting; the faces of people, relationships, sadness, happiness.