One of the major feelings of depressions is isolation. This makes things worse for me. I am isolated. I am 1150 miles from home. I am 1160 miles from my best friends. It would take me 20 hours of driving time to get there. That’s 0 stops and praying traffic is decent in the cities. It was like 24 hours on the trip here. I make use of various things, texts, Skype, Ventrillo with my guild, Facebook, twitter to keep in some form of communication. I have the cats but they are just not the same as human contact. I don’t make close friends easily. There are many people I am friendly with, but none that are close as my 3 best friends. We can be apart for years, but the minute we’re back together we’re just the same as we were. I miss that. We were together for a while, but now life is spreading us out again. But the fact that I work as a travel and I’m so temporary in an area complicates the isolation of the depression. Plus I’m night shift. I’m asleep while everyone else is awake. I’m awake when everyone else is asleep. The isolation is pretty well a fact of life. Some days I feel more connected to characters in fictional stories than I do real people. I see more of their lives. I think this is part of the reason I prefer TV shows over movies. I get to spend longer with the characters. I get into their lives. I spend a lot of time with audiobooks as well. Comments help, it’s like starting a conversation. I know someone is listening and wants to communicate.