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Boom, Bang, Shalamading, Boomadingding. Boom. :duck: :moustache: :trollestia:


You've been pushed past the breaking point. You're done. You can't go on like this anymore. Nobody cares. Nobody spares a glance. You're just a burden to everyone around you. That's all you are. Nothing. A mistake. An alien. An outcast. Invisible.

How could anyone love a colt as worthless as you?

But suddenly... there's a light... coming from the most unlikely source imaginable... and it's aimed at you...

Dedicated to Harmony Pie, a very special friend.

Written Impromptu

Grown from the dark seed of depression that never seems to wane.

**Popular on June 12, 2016 :pinkiesad2:

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Suddenly now after reading the name Jake appear on there, now I'm reconsidering everything I've done in my life.

Now looking at this, I now believe everything I've wanted to accomplish means.... nothing. :pinkiesad2:

Oh my gosh. No, this isn't Rarity anymore. I had to stop reading for a moment because I was so overwhelmed. Nordryd... I don't know what to say. This is so sweet! It's not terrible at all; it came from the heart. All those things Pinkie said... it was what I once said, wasn't it? That doesn't make it any less true, though.

Thank you so much for dedicating this story to me. It means a lot, you know that? I'm very sorry those feelings aren't going away, I just hoped I helped a little. This is amazing. I don't need another story at all.

Nordryd? Like "Pinkie" told you; You are special. :heart:

Cute awesome story, Nordyrd! And you're so close to 100! Whooo:pinkiegasp:


This... This was very sweet. And what Pinkie said is very true, if your friend talks to you like that, he's not really your friend at all.

This... This story reminds me of a friend I have on this very site and he behaves exactly like Jake... That's weird... Great writing here though, it's awesome, well done!

Wow, very heavy and very powerful. Outstanding job, Nordryd. You're very talented. :pinkiesmile:

Liked, favorited, and followed. :twilightsmile:

Comment posted by Nordryd deleted Jun 21st, 2016

7298056 Whoa now. Don't say thay. Didn't mean to depress you with this. I'll be damn sure to get a couple chapters in after I get off work then. Sorry bro :applejackunsure:

7298271 No, you don't need to read more chapters right now. Just focus on your own things right now.

Noryryd, this is an extremely good story. I could tell it was written from the heart and it really spoke to me. I have felt this same way many, many times in my life about the very same subjects. I have to tell you but I'm sure you already know, that it really does help to have a friend to talk to. It may not change the situation but it can help ease your mind. Sometimes it just helps to get it out of your system.

Thank you for helping me see that again. I had just about given up talking to anyone about my problems for many of the same reasons Jake stated in this story. It is not our life circumstances but whether we are happy that matters most. You've inspired me to go and talk to someone about what has been troubling me all these years. Thank you and good luck. I'm happy you were here.

7298271 I was just caught in a bad state, that's all. You don't need to read more chapters just to aid me.

This was well written the feelings seem authentic and i know rock bottom when i was depressed i had never felt so dead on the inside in my whole life i didnt wanna live i just feelt this empty void nothing mattered noone cared

Don't be so hard on yourself Jake. If you need anyone to talk to, just let me know, okay?

7298107 thanks for reading :pinkiesad2:

This hits home pretty damn hard. Sometimes I wonder if I'd still be alive today if not for that voice that tells me I'm better than that, or that feeling of living just to spite everything that brought me down.

This is a beautiful story. And I don't care that you write depressing stories. You can write whatever you want, because you are an amazing writer. I hope you go far. :pinkiesmile:

Beautiful story. :pinkiesad2:
I'm sorry to hear you are still fighting with emotions. :fluttercry:
You are a good person, always remember that.:heart:

“I just want to know what it’s like to have a mare to love. A mare all to myself, y’know? Give her gifts… cuddle with her… tell her how beautiful she is… shower her with affection for no other reason but to let her know how much I love her… there’s just this void inside me that can’t be filled in any other way, y’know? But nopony will ever want me. Nopony will ever want such a reject."

God, I know those feelings all too well...

I know it sounds strange, but if you ever need to talk, I'm available.

This made me cry. Thank you. You have gained a follower.

Huh, not bad, but you're bit hopping him with pinkie?

What did Jake exactly do to make mares hate him? Is because Jake being too sensitive?

7434688 This was a story sparked from my depression, and written to thank my friend (the one this is dedicated to) for everything she's done for me.

As far as relationships go, I've never had one. It's one of my biggest insecurities. I was probably the biggest reject in high school. It really dawned on me when I asked my crush out to homecoming and she said no. That was rough.:ajsleepy:

The protagonist in this story... his life was mine in high school, minus that friend who gave me a spark of hope.

7434737 You said you were depressed, Nordryd? :pinkiesad2: Well, I got a little song (or two--or three...or four) that might cheer you up: :pinkiehappy:

It's a little too wordy in my opinion. It would've been more impactful for me if he had just sighed and tried to walk out rather than explaining. Pinkie would then force it out of him whether he wanted to talk or not.

Maybe I'm just projecting myself in there too hard. I never was a talker.

Hooray, depression!


7544576 Great, not only is this guys life greatly relatable, but he has my name Jake as well.(short for Jacob)

7434737 Dude, you're not alone. I was the biggest reject at Highschool as well, even named the biggest creep in Highschool. I even have a pillow like this pony does, it has an anime girl on it and I do the same that was said in the story. I tried getting over it with wearing a long wool coat that always made me feel comfortable, but the students started rumors. They said I was going to shoot everyone. I didn't do anything to spark these rumors, they did it because of my coat and me being a reject and a local target. After the rumors were put aside, the school made me get rid of my coat, the only thing that made me feel comfy and special. For the rest of my years at school, everybody looked at me the same way this pony was. But then I found the Brony community and it helped me feel happiness. I still feel lonely to this day, but you should know that you are not alone, and that us Bronies should stick together. Love and tolerate man, love and tolerate. :pinkiesad2:

7551725 Good to know I'm not alone. :pinkiesad2:

I bet this took a lot of courage to post. I have respect for that.

I hope your luck picks up, soon. You never know: My first girlfriend (at least, the first one that lasted more than 5 days with me) became my wife after three years. Sometimes these things suddenly go fast.

I-I can relate to this story. I have depression, anxiety, and, well, I'm also lonely daily. I have a least, two friends who I suppose would maybe understand but I don't see that much. The Brony fandom is the only thing keeping me from suicide or insanity.:pinkiecrazy: I'm sorry to waste your time reading this comment. :pinkiesad2:

I related to this a bit too closely the only thing is I don't have a special friend to talk to. it's just me and its always been like that.
I'm a social reject and I've been alone for 19 years, I've never had a girlfriend or even gone on a date. I've never had a good friend and all the friends I've made have left or outright told me I was a fucking leech or a burden.
I do the same, I hold a pillow close at night and sometimes I kiss it too but since I've grown up a little I've come to terms that there is no one for me and somehow that's helping. I'm not as lonely but the sting of an empty bed can sometimes overwhelm me to the point of break down and my only solace in this time is fanfics and music but great fic man.

At least you had the balls to ask someone to prom. I never even tried to ask a girl to prom. By then, I'd just accepted the fact that no girl would ever want me. I'm so paranoid, I can't help but wonder if the people I call my friends just tolerate me when I'm around, and then talk about how they really view me when I'm gone. You're a better man than I, dude.

I really loved your story, keep up the good work! :pinkiesmile:

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