Most of the social events I attended with my friends were very existential. I often felt like I was transparent, not really there, just observing from some other dimension. I often couldn’t wait to get there, but when I was there, I couldn’t wait to leave. I had plenty of time to myself, asking myself why I was there, what was wrong with me that I couldn’t enjoy this when everyone else clearly was (not everyone was, but to me it seemed like it). Some people thrive in these situations, but not me. I don’t think this is directly linked to depression, but social situations are difficult for many depressed people.
Depression Comix 
Most of the social events I attended with my friends were very existential. I often felt like I was transparent, not really there, just observing from some other dimension. I often couldn’t wait to get there, but when I was there, I couldn’t wait to leave. I had plenty of time to myself, asking myself why I was there, what was wrong with me that I couldn’t enjoy this when everyone else clearly was (not everyone was, but to me it seemed like it). Some people thrive in these situations, but not me. I don’t think this is directly linked to depression, but social situations are difficult for many depressed people.