Every night when I have been awake for more than 12 hours and I have some clarity I get very depressed. I used to be a gifted writer and a brilliant artist, too. I feel like my life has stagnated and I am descending into a mindless sludge of the masses. I tried for many years to have conversations about things I had read about in books with people I worked with and for some reason they would just act like I was I was speaking greek and change the subject. I did the worst possible thing, I gave up trying to learn things because there was no one I could talk to about them. What would you do in my current situation?