This is going to be a slightly different post than usual. There is no story update to provide here. This blog post is mainly to tell everyone who will read it to keep their worth in mind when approaching any situation. I will do that by providing an example of my own life.
I remember a time where I was never bored. I could be content for hours upon hours in a room alone with nothing to do. I've always had a really busy mind, with too many things going on to explore them all. I did a lot of worldbuilding, I wrote 200 pages worth of fantasy novel, and was always Roleplaying with my best friend within worlds we created ourselves.
I wanted to talk about a realization I’ve had about depression, and specifically the suicidal side of depression. I want to start a discussion on this because it’s hard to talk about being suicidal, and that’s a problem. The main thing I’ve come to realize is that we only use one word, “suicidal”, but it means many more than one thing.
So, it's been a while since I've done one of these blogs. I've been busy with my new job at my old High School, and I have been writing, but not as much as I want to be at the moment.
And as much as I hate to say it, I might need to trim off a few stories again to keep myself focused on what I can write updates for, instead of seeing what should I write for. I have a few in mind that I am considering, but I'll keep you posted on which ones they are in particular.
Okay, short version; Work has been having me work a LOT, IRL life stuff, my mental health taking a nose dive for a bit, and my computer needing a replacement part...AGAIN.
Hello everyone, Noah here.
First, happy birthday, Mom! You turn 47 today. I wouldn't be where I am today without you. I love you so much.
My depression is, well its not worse, but it hasn't really improved that much. I've been sporadically posting on X.com and my discord server, but I am trying to get chronic tech dependency under control. My therapist thinks I can do it.
Hello, Noah/Clockwork here.
Happy Mar10 day to all who celebrate. If you are reading this, odds are we just had daylight savings time. This means I beat winter depression! Woohoo!
This past fall and winter were one of the worst in my life, and I am happy to be (mostly) better.
My Clockwork advice? Exercise for 30 minutes six times a week, and one day a week with no internet connection.
Hi everyone.
Last year, you may remember someone commenting on my story 'Apeejack' harassing me, demanding that I take it down because it was "against [their] privacies" and because it was a disgusting story that had no right to be on here? And then she started arguing with a moderator trying to get them to delete it because it had gotten a load of downvotes and again was "against her privacies".
"Hi, everypony. My name is Pinkie Pie..."
As anyone could tell from looking at this account, I have no stories up on this site. It's not that I don't want to write, it's just that depression likes to act like a fucking toddler in my brain and won't let me function on anything whatsoever. However, I have gotten into contact with a psychiatrist recently and am hoping to get medicated soon. If that happens, I wanted to ask what you all think I'd be good at writing or if you have anything you'd like to see from me. I could use the ideas,
WARNING! The following contains a rundown of events during the struggle to get a single chapter of A Deer Named John written between May and October of 2020. It is only a bullet list of events but does refer to moments of severe mental health. It does NOT go into detail of these mental health events.
It is also only an explanation for the delays, not an excuse for them. It also does not give specific dates though some could be found through cross-reference with other blog entries.
Before anyone freaks out, no, I am not attempting suicide a third time!
Now that this disclaimer is out of the way, I wanted to let everyone know that my psychiatrist told me to delete each and every one of my socials permanently, if I am to keep my mental health in check.
Depression and anxiety suck, and being online has made some symptoms worse.
Twitter and Discord have both been deleted (2 weeks for Discord to permanently delete, and 30 days for Twitter to permanently delete).
A popular setting for horror anything is the haunted asylum. See, it was filled with crazy people. Crazy people are all sociopathic professional serial killers, and when they die they all turn into ghosts with have an insatiable drive to kill stupid teenagers. Nevermind that the inmates of asyla generally had even fewer rights and protections than even regular prisoners for a ridiculously long time, and the mentally "normal" staff would visit unspeakable torment on them, or allow others to do
Okay, I'm still reeling from everything that happened over the past two hours, so I apologize if this feels like a rushed rant. I'm still wiping tears from my face while typing this.
Rarity is a Potty Mouth has 69 upvotes.
Lol.
So I read a story on FIMFic today, and now I need to get some things out. Dunno if anyone will read this. Doesn't really matter if they do. very little editing. sorry if it's hard to follow.
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A little over a month ago, my mother had a manic episode.
The topic was raised recently among the comments of Fallen Angels, and I thought I'd share my understanding and thoughts, so here they are.
Pedophilia and Mental Health:
You should always try and be mindful about the feelings of those around you, no matter who they are or where you are.
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