My mind has been so poisoned by fiction/media that nothing matches up to my expectations.
I visit a city and realise it’s not actually that big so I feel sad. It doesn’t feel like an adventure anymore.
I go inside a building and realise it’s not as wide or as tall as I thought it would be so feel let down.
I eat a meal and realise it doesn’t taste as good as I thought it would.
I see formal clothing on politicians and monarchs and think it doesn’t look that fancy so I feel disappointed. Everything I’d wear would be childish.
Hangouts with friends don’t feel as long or as fun as I thought they would on the car ride there.
I feel all of the excitement for life has already vanished even though I’m not even 20 yet.
Is this depression?