being exhausted is exhausting

my therapist asked me "what about now? what if you were to go do something very social, how would you react?"
i replied "i'd desperately want and try my hardest to get back home again."

then i went to the apartment, for which i never pay rent, slept half an hour and decided to go back out again. it went horribly. i drained the energy of everyone around me by being incredibly depressed and suddenly felt the urge to kill myself. as always. wanting to cry so bad, i sort of collapsed on the floor downstairs and covered my face whilst trying to think about something else.


at least my answer was correct.