After being back at work for a couple of weeks after being off with my depression, I am starting to panic after those dreadful feelings of self consciouness, stress, unhappiness and desire to just get home when i try and walk down the main busy high strett to get to my train. I just cannot cope with the fast pace of "modern" life what with emails, text messages, twittering and everyday tasks like food shopping. I feel abnormal that I cannot assosociate myself with anything my work colleagues like doing and feel I have to change the subject when I am asked what will I be doing over the weekend. Fed up of having to lie when I will just be curling up reading my self help books or watching my DVDs. Yes I want adventure but depression holds me back and also stops me making friends with similar hobbies. Am I really too young to talk about gardening instaed of babies? I wish I could just accept who I am and enjoy my life.