I Hate ‘Having Fun’
You know what I hate? I hate the concept of “having fun.” I hate the pressure to “have fun.” I hate the notion that so much of what we do is to “have fun.” Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t begrudge others their fun. They should have as much of it as they like. But for me, trying to have fun is just a big chore (or a big lie).
So I’m here, in Parma, Italy and I’m supposed to be chill-axing and “having fun.” Italy is a fun place, after all. All you need to do is stumble from gelato stand to pizza bar to have a good time.
But here’s the thing: I don’t have fun.
I don’t. I’m depressed. I’m anhedonic. I’m apathetic. I don’t have fun. I just don’t.
It’s not that I don’t want it, or that I wouldn’t have it if I could, it’s just that I can’t.
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