The days I don't take edibles always come with a 2-3 hour window of emptiness, anger, depression, and regret. I've become more apathetic, and people can pick up on it at times. Women will label you emotionless or an a$$hole, and men will question your mental. I came to the realization long ago some people will be happy, most won't, some will be winners, most won't. If I can just win in the game of life so to speak, unhappiness is fine, because outside of the naivete of childhood, and the high of watching a fav team win it all in sports I've never really been content for a continuous period. As crazy as it sounds there's been mental toil and turmoil since middle school.
Only thing that makes it unbearable is the instances where you lower expectations/taper them in advance so you can't be hurt or disappointed and SOMEHOW, the outcome is even lower than what you mentally prepped for.
When it gets bad I just sleep close the blinds and hope to never wake up

, but I'm still here so