Name: Anonymous 2007-10-05 14:20
No, I'm not chris hansen. I'm just someone who feels like having a reasonably serious conversation with someone.
Here's the deal, 4channers: Lately I've been feeling really, really fucking depressed. Please excuse the expletives, but I feel it helps convey the anger associated with this emotion. I'm not going to beat around the bush and say life is rosy; I recently lost a relationship with my girlfriend of several years, I have mounting money problems and university life is starting to overwhelm me. This doesn't mean that I've degraded into a blind emo, nor have I completely forgotten the good things of life; such as the smell of rain, the warm sun on your face, the songs of birds or the smiles of children. I just don't care about them like I used to. In fact, I almost detest them. I shy away from them, and nothing shakes the thoughts of everything I have lost, and everything I will continue to lose, unless I change the way I am.
I had a good upbringing, 4chan, so why does this shit happen? Why can't I clear the dust and cobwebs out of my mind and start afresh? What am I meant to do? How can I save any of what I have left, before, it too, leaves?
Surely I am not the only one who has these problems, just as surely someone must have overcome them. What's your story? What did you do?
Here's the deal, 4channers: Lately I've been feeling really, really fucking depressed. Please excuse the expletives, but I feel it helps convey the anger associated with this emotion. I'm not going to beat around the bush and say life is rosy; I recently lost a relationship with my girlfriend of several years, I have mounting money problems and university life is starting to overwhelm me. This doesn't mean that I've degraded into a blind emo, nor have I completely forgotten the good things of life; such as the smell of rain, the warm sun on your face, the songs of birds or the smiles of children. I just don't care about them like I used to. In fact, I almost detest them. I shy away from them, and nothing shakes the thoughts of everything I have lost, and everything I will continue to lose, unless I change the way I am.
I had a good upbringing, 4chan, so why does this shit happen? Why can't I clear the dust and cobwebs out of my mind and start afresh? What am I meant to do? How can I save any of what I have left, before, it too, leaves?
Surely I am not the only one who has these problems, just as surely someone must have overcome them. What's your story? What did you do?