I don't know if I'm depressed, or if it's something else, but the past six months I've been stone faced, stoic, closed off and I hardly ever smile. I don't know why I've been this way, my life is pretty good, with tons of friends, family, a high GPA, involvement in organizations at school and I travel constantly. I also go out to the bars and clubs every Friday and Saturday, usually at the request of three different social circles, so I constantly have to pick one to go with. But everyday it seems like all this stuff stimulates me less and less and I become more numb. I don't ever get excited about anything and I'm totally cold and uncaring.

2 years ago, I was completely different. I'd go to house parties and talk to everyone I could. I would go with a bottle of whiskey, get fucking annihilated drunk, talk to everyone about anything and everything. I'd dance, play music with all my other friends who were musicians there, do some hard drugs. It was awesome. Everyone knew me as the cool and fun guy. I have no idea how I did, but I got my first kiss at one of these parties. I was belligerently drunk and I walked up to some girl who came in with her friend. All I remember is that I walked up, introduced myself and said that we matched on Tinder (which was a lie, I'd never seen this chick in my life.). Anyways, the night went on and after some more alcohol and Marlboro Red fueled shenanigans I just walked up and kissed her out of nowhere and we made out for sometime before I blacked out. I used to have so much fun just going to parties, committing acts of terrorism on my liver, and talking to everyone I could.

Anyways, I used to go to parties like this all the time and just go wild, and I was the cool fun dude. For whatever reason something clicked in me and now I'm like a fucking emotionless statue and I have no idea how to tap back into my former self. Help me. I can't live the life I'm trying to build as a stoic fuck who can't even smile or get excited about anything.