After staying up all night while working on an essay, and failing to get anything done thanks to worrying about something, Alder—a earth pony colt—has a conversation with himself about his worries in life, and how they've affected him and his life as a whole.
Inspired by my own real life tendency to worry about things for days on end. I felt that writing about this could help with it. I hope you all enjoy it.
I don't know if this story is exactly like what you deal with, but my heart goes out to you if it is, because this sounds extremely hard to deal with. I also think I kind of know how you feel, so I think it's great that you tried writing about it and I earnestly hope it helps. It was certainly enjoyable to read, though I think a description of the voice in Alder's head might have given it a little more punch.
Now, I don't normally like to comment on this type of thing because it sounds so nitpicky and I don't think you usually have this problem, but there were a lot of typos. Like, a distractingly large amount. I think you could probably catch most of them yourself, but I'd be glad to point them out if you'd prefer.
putting aside the typoes i noticed, this was a good read, and i feel with it way too much holy shit. thumbs up from me
7584649 I based Alder less off of myself as a person and more off of my mental state whenever I worry: very disorganized and never wishing to listen to reason. Almost as though I'll only listen to unreasonable nonsense than, well, reasonability. On the other hand, I based the voice in his head off of my mental state when I'm not worrying about something: more sound and logical. So, most of what Alder does aren't things I do when I get this way. I don't end up throwing things around or end up crying. Rather, I imagine the actions as a metaphor for my lack of focus.
So, it may not be the most accurate representation of how I get when I dwell on something... but I doubt that me reading about what I'm worrying about, and going about my daily life (even if I have something leeching away at me, and hindering my ability to focus) would be very enticing.
That said: there are two things that I did make up for the sake of adding some sort of narrative heft.
The first is that I'm not in college. So, the essay thing I added in as a stand-in for... really, anything. Writing, playing a video game, or even reading. I guess that having Alder be an author would've made the story more personal, but I felt the essay thing added more emotion and a better way of describing that the worrying affected his personal life more.
The second is that I never once locked myself in my room when I was younger. Dunno why I added that. Hope that doesn't take away any emotion from the story.
Anyways, that said, I went back and I checked (and found) some typos. Note to self: don't put up a story after I've been up for 18 hours. I'll take up your offer on looking for some if I missed any though!
TL;DR It may not be 100% how I deal with it physically, but it's how I am mentally. A lot of disarray and lack of focus.
7584699 I'm very happy that you enjoyed it! Thank you very much for reading!
And I appreciate both of you understanding how I feel. It means a lot to me.
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I sure hope not, because I am literally writing a story about someone doing exactly that. Different context, of course.
And it's probably for the best that that's not how you handle it physically. Doesn't sound very healthy.
Looks a lot more polished now, though there's still a few nits to pick.
Looks like there should be a 'he' in there.
'That' instead of 'about,' maybe?
'Too.'
This is fine as is, though 'intelligent' might sound a little nicer than 'smart.'
7585592 Done and done. Thank you very much!
Could their be a sequel to this? Also I feel like the voice is just that blunt, level-headed friend.