Losing passion in everything

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Anyone get this way?

At the moment to me everything sucks and is a waste of time. Everything I like seems boring or meaningless. It is a sh***y feeling. Like a worse kind of depression.

I can see why Britney Spears shaved off her hair.

This happens to me sometimes. I can do nothing about it, just sit and wait till it goes I force myself to read and I'm lucky if it's successful...

I know how you feel, I get like this sometimes. It sucks, because the things that make you happy or which you enjoy doing, for whatever reason dont seem to make you feel that way anymore.

For me it usually goes away after a while. But the wait is agonizing!! !

I've had alot of trouble with this topic. My father tells me that I never finish anything, but I just lose interest.
Sometimes it comes back, but I usually make a hasty decision that doesn't allow me to finish it.

I was feeling this way just a coupe months ago. Having no interest in doing anything, wondering what's the point of even living, staying house in the ALL DAY. But im doing better now that I now I take anti-depressants, a new positive attitude, & working out regularly. It really helped me out through tough times.

You won't believe how many times I have been in this situation.

I know how you feel. you lose interest in all the things you used to have such passion for... But you know, they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder.

If you ask me, this is a wonderful opportunity to try new things if you can. Search for other objects or activities or people that catch your interest or spark your fancy. Investigate learning some of a language, or making a new craft, or reading about a subject which you know nothing or little about. Take a break from the things you used to like, and as you investigate other areas, after a while, your passion for the other activities and objects can come back with a vengeance.

I've been feeling rather dispassionate as of late, in fact. I went to a craft store and bought some skeins of yarn in a few different colours. Then, I set to work seeing what I could make with JUST yarn. I made friendship bracelets, dolls of people, animals, and a few random little critters with about fifteen legs.

I also recommend colour therapy. I love colours. They make me happy. Mostly blue. I love blue things. I always wear blue and love looking at it and decorating my room with it. Pick a colour that makes you happy. Use it in everything that you do. They say that shades of orange and yellow can help to reawaken passion and love for things you have grown tired of. However, if these colours make you agitated, don't use them. Pick a colour that makes you feel good.

I hope this was helpful!

I got that way a long time ago. I read something in a novel about a dog chasing a cat, the author remarked "I envied that dog's enthusiasm" - just how I felt. It was constant, I just couldn't feel arsed to try anything, couldn't enjoy a single piece of entertainment. Even when good stuff happened to me, like passing my driving test, I never felt "wow!" about it, just vaguely glad of a good result to prop me up for a couple more days.

It's a lot better now. I guess bad experiences just made me that way for a while. My life has been stable for a good few years now. There's a condition called flattened emotions where you repress the negative stuff that's too heavy to bear, but it's rather like an anasthetic, it makes you numb to everything, even the positive stuff. The classical solution is to talk out the bad memories with a skilled, supportive listener. Releasing it to yourself can do some good, but it's better when somebody else knows. I never really released much through counselling, but over the years I've begun to let out a lot of the bad stuff I went through. Just answering the questions on Aspie topics that provoke memories has been quite cathartic.

But it's unwise to do too much at once. When you re-live the bad from the past, the emotions it stirs up can continue, and as emotions are blurred things to me, I've sometimes overdone it and ended up in a seriously wacky mood.

I always get a lift from knowing I'm getting something done. Clever achievements at work and at home have often been the only thing that has kept me going. I'd almost stopped bothering with people at one stage, but found I needed to know that I was at least doing one thing, anything, to foster human contact. There had to be some kind of hope for better days.

The worst times were when my girlfriend lived 70 miles away, I could cope with being alone during the week but after returning from weekend visits on Sunday afternoons, it was like a dark mist would fall over me until the following morning. It had a dream-like quality, & very hard to describe. I used to dread it, and tried changing aspects of the journey home and of my routine on arriving back, in the hope of avoiding some unknown trigger. Sometimes that seemed to help.

I get in a weird state in between interests sometimes where I have no special interest and everything seems dull. But usually pretty quickly another interest pops in to fill in the gap.

I feel awkwardly empty between sepcial interests, like I have had the wind knocked out of me. During phases like this, I search for something, typically unsuccessfully, and usually have to distract myself with things that don't actually interest me. I'm finally learning that it's good to use this as downtime to clean, play with my cats, or reread one of my favorite books, also to work on things that aren't passions necessarily, but things I have been "meaning" to work on, such as movies I've been meaning to see or cooking dishes I've been meaning to cook.

Incidentally, my new special interests usually hit in the autumn, the "dead" season is the summer. It's like reverse SAD.

I get like that a lot. Usually means I need a new interest or hobby. This is why I crave what I have never seen or tried before.

I am considering doing an in depth study of empathy and the human condition. This area fascinates me and I hope to discover some new insights.

I've been through that too. The only thing that I could do about it was let it run its course and hope it didn't last long.

I've been in the same place many times! I'm sorry that you're feeling this way. It's not fun! Just keep on keeping on, eventually you'll get to the other side.

It feels like walking through molasses. I hate it when this overwhelms me. I get so dis-spirited I can't concentrate on moving forward, and making progress.

I feel like this and I don't know why. People keep telling me to stop being depressed and get into something. I'm already on antidepressants and I try not to "get depressed." When I do try and get into something after a while, it's like "What's the purpose anyway?"

Yeah...I've been feeling pretty emo lately. I wish they'd invent some happy pills that were legal......