Yeah. I am cold and distant at times.
Most often emotionally extinct
Or reserved to the point it appears
Not to exist
The opposite of everything I hold dear
And the simultanious co-location
Those times zen rears its baleful head

I wore the horror mask for four long months
When the neurologist told me
I was depressed
It took the last of my energy to not paint the joker on my face and laugh him into a corner with my hands locked around his twelve plus year degree addled throat that thought he understood
While the life escaped his eyes
Depressed.

Not like it was the first time I thought someone understood my nightmares...
Then abandoned me straight back to the dead slop society we have been programmed to believe in.
These were professionals.
Let us not waste a single minute of our precious money laden time on
Conversation or
Understanding
Pay up. Eat these pills. Get fixed. Be OK.
Have you ever tried NOT being sad?
It's only a feeling.
It will go away.