Oh my god I am so depressed and I'm mad about it!!! · 11:22pm Oct 16th, 2013
This is utterly ridiculous!
my life has never been so good. I have total freedom to do as I like, when I like. I'm even in relatively good shape now.
but still...
Here I am sitting on my bed, tired and bored. Filling my time with netflix and junk food. I have no social interaction aside from that which I get from the web, quick communications with family, and the fleeting hellos I get from people I hardly know in passing.
I feel crushed under schoolwork that Is relatively minor.
I am nervous, manic one minute, and sluggish the next.
I've even resorted to venting online as a means of self help.
And I get one more, "you think you have it bad..." tripe story, I will punch the wall. honestly, why would the suffering of another bring me ANY respite? What kind of a sociopath does that?
and now I have worked myself up... -sighs- fuck.
please leave your thoughts if you have read through.
My begining of school was shit. I had homework until midnight and somehow had to fit in clarinet practice and cross country running. I got very depressed, couldn't eat, all that jazz. So I decided to evaluate my priorities. In the end, I dropped two of my classes to lessen my homework load. And sure, that's not your problem, but I think you need to reevaluate your priorities as well. And I think your problem is one shared by many: you're not creating anything. Nothing gives someone feel like they've got more purpose in like than when they create something emotionally important to them. Write a really long adventure fic you've got in your head, write a song, draw. Hell, you don't even have to leave your house for those sorts of things.
I understand, and I sucks that I can't say anything to help. I can assure you that it passes, but that doesn't make the moment any better. I can tell you that you aren't alone, that this is actually a shared human experience, but that won't help either.
I promise I'll get back to you if I think of anything useful. Good luck.
Actually, I did come up with an idea. Chocolate and exercise. You deserve endorphims, so give yourself a serving. It's a remedy, not a cure, but it CAN give you a little respite and let you carry on (YMMV).