Hello! I'll give you a hug.
Your low mood is affecting your health and making you unable to enjoy life. You can only express and release your painful emotions by crying at night because you feel safe and secure then.
Let yourself feel sad and accept that you cry at night.
Emotions are neither good nor bad. Try to accept your emotions and respond to them. Take deep breaths to relieve the harm emotions do to your body and mind. This helps you better experience your emotions and become aware of your needs.
You can also keep an emotional diary. This is a safe way to express and release your emotions. What do you think?
You're feeling depressed because you've had good experiences. Think about what you've done to keep those good feelings. You can try this today.
From what you said, it seems like you're in a low mood. This doesn't mean you're depressed. Don't put labels on yourself, as they can be harmful.
I love you, the world, and I'm Q&A Pavilion Little Ear Lily.
I am.


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I feel you, those nights when emotions just overwhelm for no reason. I used to be so full of joy, always laughing, but it's like something inside me has changed. It's hard to explain to others; they can't understand why I spend hours lost in my own world, not even aware of what I'm thinking about. They see it as strange, but it's the only place where I find a kind of peace, even if it's tinged with sadness.
It's tough when you're in your head so much, and no one else can really get what you're going through. I remember being that carefree person too, but now it's like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. My friends don't get it when I sit there, not speaking or smiling, just processing everything. It's like I'm stuck in this limbo, hoping for some sort of change, something dramatic that could either lift me up or let me escape from this heavy feeling.
Sometimes I wish for an extraordinary event to shake things up, to take me away from this reality, maybe to a place far beyond, or perhaps deeper into my own mind. The thought of standing on the edge, looking down, is both terrifying and oddly comforting. I don't have the courage to follow through, but there's a part of me that wishes my sadness would give me that push, to finally make a choice.
The nights are the hardest. When everything is quiet, and all you can hear is your own thoughts, it's easy to spiral. I miss the girl who laughed without a care, but now it feels like every moment is tinged with this unexplainable discomfort. My friends think I'm okay, but they don't know the depths of my daydreams, the silence that consumes me, or the longing to just... leave.