I Battle Depression
I don't understand a lot of things. One of those things in life. I don't see the purpose of our existence. The only thing that keeps me here is the possibility of an epiphany hitting me in the near future. This has cost me quite a bit throughout the years. I have gotten used to this. I will dig a hole, jump in, and then try and figure out how I'm supposed to get out. I will even go into this situation foreseeing the outcome and I will still press forward.
I have no friends. I always say I don't want any but I really don't know about that. It's easier without them. I'm very moody and a lot of the time I just want to be left alone. People annoy me. I think I would like a real friend but I am not easy to know. Along with being moody I'm callous, silent, selfish, condescending, and demanding. I'm demanding in the sense that my mood sets the atmosphere and my participation in life. When I am down I don't care about others around me. If I'm ill in mood and you don't like it, too bad. Not my problem. Leave me alone. I'm selfish because I don't care how my mood effects you.
The main method I attempt with is pills. I think it's a kind of safety net approach. I can just slip into an easy fog and soon sleep. If I wake up, so be it. If not, so be it. This way I can attempt suicide without committing to it. Although I have come close a few times. After an attempt, I tend to reevaluate things. I rewind my thoughts and start rethinking everything. I look to find that elusive epiphany. The trouble is that I keep coming to the same conclusions.
I tend to judge other people quickly and harshly. They either have a quality I see in myself and I don't like it or they have a quality I am lacking and I don't like that. I know I don't judge people based on their merits alone. I compare them to myself. I can see something I don't like about myself and project it onto them. This results in the number of people willing to be around me to be very small.
I don't share my feelings with anyone. I don't talk about that **** even with my wife. I like EP though. Anonymity is really, really nice. Weather you care...you don't care...you want to help someone...you want to help yourself... or you just want to peek into the life of some stranger, this is therapeutic. I wont count that last part as an actual epiphany, but it can carry for a while.
I have no friends. I always say I don't want any but I really don't know about that. It's easier without them. I'm very moody and a lot of the time I just want to be left alone. People annoy me. I think I would like a real friend but I am not easy to know. Along with being moody I'm callous, silent, selfish, condescending, and demanding. I'm demanding in the sense that my mood sets the atmosphere and my participation in life. When I am down I don't care about others around me. If I'm ill in mood and you don't like it, too bad. Not my problem. Leave me alone. I'm selfish because I don't care how my mood effects you.
The main method I attempt with is pills. I think it's a kind of safety net approach. I can just slip into an easy fog and soon sleep. If I wake up, so be it. If not, so be it. This way I can attempt suicide without committing to it. Although I have come close a few times. After an attempt, I tend to reevaluate things. I rewind my thoughts and start rethinking everything. I look to find that elusive epiphany. The trouble is that I keep coming to the same conclusions.
I tend to judge other people quickly and harshly. They either have a quality I see in myself and I don't like it or they have a quality I am lacking and I don't like that. I know I don't judge people ba
I don't share my feelings with anyone. I don't talk about that **** even with my wife. I like EP though. Anonymity is really, really nice. Weather you care...you don't care...you want to help someone...you want to help yourself... or you just want to peek into the life of some stranger, this is therapeutic. I wont count that last part as an actual epiphany, but it can carry for a while.