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ArtsyDrawer
Enlightened
- Nov 8, 2018
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A question arose today: how do I stop being such a depressed motherfucker?
I mean, sure, I have plenty of things to be depressed about - epilepsy, my fucked up right hand, the fact I can't tolerate cold, goodbye threads, plenty more...
But today during my morning walk I realized my whole persona has shifted from "being depressed about epilepsy, but otherwise neutral" to "boohoo depression all the time".
During my time in rehab I've seen plenty of people not depressed despite being Stephen Hawkins levels of fucked up.
I met a guy who can't even communicate because all he knows is "Chinse, simplified", as google translate described it.
Apparently, I'm the only one who had google translate installed, and literally nobody else spoke with that guy.
...I'm pretty sure I'm missing an E somewhere in "Chinse simplified"...
He was... I don't know a stronger word than "happy" to discover someone else speaks "Chinse simplified" and pestered me for about 4 days while I was running around, telling people to install google translate on their phones and explaining how to use the speaking option...
I was missing a relatively small chunk of my skull. I've seen a guy literally missing half of his head, and yet, in good spirits about it. He said the only thing he misses is sleeping on his left side of his head.
My roommate had this array of spikes coming out of his torso area. I've seen a woman quite literally "slow", she understood this, and yet she didn't give up fighting yet.
And yet, here I am, the depressed-about-everything motherfucker.
Sure, I have 3 lines about clinical depression in my file, each describing... what kind, I guess... still the question persists.
How does one stops being a clinically depressed motherfucker ABOUT EVERYTHING?
I mean, sure, I have plenty of things to be depressed about - epilepsy, my fucked up right hand, the fact I can't tolerate cold, goodbye threads, plenty more...
But today during my morning walk I realized my whole persona has shifted from "being depressed about epilepsy, but otherwise neutral" to "boohoo depression all the time".
During my time in rehab I've seen plenty of people not depressed despite being Stephen Hawkins levels of fucked up.
I met a guy who can't even communicate because all he knows is "Chinse, simplified", as google translate described it.
Apparently, I'm the only one who had google translate installed, and literally nobody else spoke with that guy.
...I'm pretty sure I'm missing an E somewhere in "Chinse simplified"...
He was... I don't know a stronger word than "happy" to discover someone else speaks "Chinse simplified" and pestered me for about 4 days while I was running around, telling people to install google translate on their phones and explaining how to use the speaking option...
I was missing a relatively small chunk of my skull. I've seen a guy literally missing half of his head, and yet, in good spirits about it. He said the only thing he misses is sleeping on his left side of his head.
My roommate had this array of spikes coming out of his torso area. I've seen a woman quite literally "slow", she understood this, and yet she didn't give up fighting yet.
And yet, here I am, the depressed-about-everything motherfucker.
Sure, I have 3 lines about clinical depression in my file, each describing... what kind, I guess... still the question persists.
How does one stops being a clinically depressed motherfucker ABOUT EVERYTHING?