I’m pretty sure I know what happened: I overextended myself—emotionally, mentally, socially, empathically.
[All of this is about my experiences with depression. Everybody’s experiences are different; you may experience depression differently. I’m not telling you that you “should” feel this way if you are depressed, or that your depression “isn’t real” if you don’t feel this way, or anything like that. I’m mostly trying to explain my experiences of dealing with a chronic depressive disorder to people who haven’t.]
[Also, this is really, really long, which is why it’s behind a cut. Read at your own risk.]



![thephooka:
[A drawing of an odd, vaguely elk-shaped creature in mid-leap; its body is grey and fashioned from puppet-like joints, almost skeletal in appearance. Its face is a single white mask with black, apparently empty eye sockets, and its neck is ruffed in green willow leaves.]
….huh.
Ooooh. This is gorgeous.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m63z074YaL1qdzs6zo1_500.png)


What’s the matter guys can’t handle it? I find this greatly entertaining. 

![sonneillonv:
mslydia:
Haaaa.
>_> Truth.
The walking I grant you, but if a battle is taking five whole minutes, then yeah, it’s going to take at least three hours. O.O (1 round = 6 seconds, so 1 minute = 10 rounds, and 5 minutes = 50 rounds. For comparison, the longest single battle I can remember playing out was when our characters [a pack of mercenaries] attacked a Drow fortress, and that took two sessions (about ten hours) to play out, and was around 20-30 rounds.)](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5nkkc2X5p1qgpzz6o1_500.jpg)