Depression
As I sit here listening to a song by Incubus, I think about the possible future I have. Well, as based on potential events that are current in my life versus historical events that have placed me where I am at currently. And then it hits me: I'm just depressed, that's all.
Coming to the self realization that your are depressed should help you change your mindset so as to improve your state of mind. Right? One would think. It is amazing to sit back and self-analyze yourself from a multiple personality perspective. I honestly do not condone the process.
Okay, Violent Femmes and Flogging Molly followed by Metallica may be influencing my thoughts as I type this posting! Whether the music is affecting me or not is a mute point really. Going from cold palm sweats, anger and then to "FTW" isn't really a healthy state of mind anyway, but hey, you get used to it.
No, I will not divulge what is bothering me, that would defeat the purpose of complaining about what is doing the bothering. Besides, I don't want anyone to think I've lost my mind. Which is totally possible. Then again, I feel as that is my normal, "control condition", there isn't really much change.
Ah depression, the bitter-self-pitying-emotion that shakes a persons theory of reality and causes one to melt into pool of emotional darkness. I say ... "been there, done that, will be there again". I also say "Plan B sucks".
Coming to the self realization that your are depressed should help you change your mindset so as to improve your state of mind. Right? One would think. It is amazing to sit back and self-analyze yourself from a multiple personality perspective. I honestly do not condone the process.
Okay, Violent Femmes and Flogging Molly followed by Metallica may be influencing my thoughts as I type this posting! Whether the music is affecting me or not is a mute point really. Going from cold palm sweats, anger and then to "FTW" isn't really a healthy state of mind anyway, but hey, you get used to it.
No, I will not divulge what is bothering me, that would defeat the purpose of complaining about what is doing the bothering. Besides, I don't want anyone to think I've lost my mind. Which is totally possible. Then again, I feel as that is my normal, "control condition", there isn't really much change.
Ah depression, the bitter-self-pitying-emotion that shakes a persons theory of reality and causes one to melt into pool of emotional darkness. I say ... "been there, done that, will be there again". I also say "Plan B sucks".
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