I have a pretty happy period right now
ATM I've got no education, no money, no girlfriend, no job and no food, so I think you're all losing in this competition :-P
ATM I've got no education, no money, no girlfriend, no job and no food, so I think you're all losing in this competition :-PI was with you until the no food part, charity finally stepped in once I hit 115lbs (at 5'10" that is really bad).
I've been struggling with depression and anxiety and generally feeling burned out.You aren't alone. That sentence pretty much describes the last 15 years for me. There have been moments that weren't so cloudy, but mainly suffering and anguish. I've been told that it will get better, so I guess there is that.
You aren't alone. That sentence pretty much describes the last 15 years for me. There have been moments that weren't so cloudy, but mainly suffering and anguish. I've been told that it will get better, so I guess there is that.Commiseration moment? =(
Don't forget that while your brain is working, you have all the resources to make yourself happy...
...sadness can be enjoyable...
Anyway, this all just goes to show that different people have different coping mechanisms for depression. Actually, the fact that you prefer sad music while you're depressed fits with the theory I mentioned above! Because if you try listening to happy music, you start thinking, "This should be making me happier, but it's not! What's wrong with me? Will I never be happy again?" Sad music, on the other hand, fits your mood better, so it doesn't make you feel worse.
since we talk about depression here, you just made my girlfriend laugh.
just a wild, wild guess - what if depressed people don't listen to happy music because they just don't feel like doing so? ;)
Yeah, it's pretty much like this:
If you want to talk about music, I'm gonna tell you that the thrash metal is the most life-asserting music of all the times. You can listen to it while you're happy or while you're sad, it doesn't matter. It does not have its own specific mood, it's just very, very confident.
And the worst thing is that they don't just drill a hole in one go, but it's been going NREEEH-pause-NREEEEH-pause-NREEEH-longer pause-NREEEEEEEEEEEEEEH for over 15 minutes now. And with every pause you subconsciously think 'would they be done?'. I mean, they got to run out of wall at some point, right?
Fuck's sake: I finally get a day off on which I'll be able to play Doom for most of the day, and then the numbnuts from the housing corporation that rent out the house next to ours decide to send in some beefy guys with an even beefier drill. Which they repeatedly insert into the wall about 3 meters from where I'm trying to hear if I've just hit an arch-vile or a mancubus around the corner.
And the worst thing is that they don't just drill a hole in one go, but it's been going NREEEH-pause-NREEEEH-pause-NREEEH-longer pause-NREEEEEEEEEEEEEEH for over 15 minutes now. And with every pause you subconsciously think 'would they be done?'. I mean, they got to run out of wall at some point, right?