When you’re lonely, you don’t become cripplingly hopeless and withdraw from life? You just contact some friends or easily make new friends and have a good time and carry on with life?
When you’re driving your car and everything is fine until you come to a stoplight, you don’t suddenly become depressed at the stoplight like I do?
When you wake up every morning, you don’t have crippling existential dread? You just get up and go about your day cheerfully, without analyzing the futile meaninglessness of the big picture?
Won’t me telling you how I don’t have those feelings make you even more depressed?
I have social anxiety though, so I don’t easily make new friends and even existing ones I don’t just contact randomly. I’m the worst smalltalker, I can’t bring myself to talk about meaningless stuff. I usually leave events early because my social battery is empty and I can only talk to 1-2 people there anyways and they probably don’t want me sticking to them all the time. I can’t dance in front of other people even though I love doing it at home.