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hemonpath
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- Jan 2, 2019
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I've never been good at titling my posts but if you're here cool: I've totally underestimated what it's like to be depressed and not-in-the-mood and I am so sorry for thinking otherwise.
I'm on this site for a reason so I do know that I want to go away at some point in the relative near future...
But I never understood how bad the lows can get. I took rum (drink a lot, and every booze has a different reaction for me) for the first time in a while and i was just not interested in anything. I couldn't even truly get drunk. I was stuck feeling sickly and faded instead. I tried to talk to people or do something productive but nothing worked. I felt like I was sealed in some invisible hermetic superalloy. I existed, but couldn't influence anything. I could not talk, I could not experience. Sad songs didn't even hit me (and they usually always do when I feel like shit.)
It occured to me then that there are some people out there that are at a level of being so far gone that they feel this all the time all the way, and it fucks me up inside to think that something like that exists. That's a level of hell that I've never even tried to imagine. To be honest, I'd rather be in a misery where I can feel something emotionallly sad about it rather than that super bubble of murky bad nothing that I experienced today.
Does any of that make sense?
In any case, I'll be a lot more careful and empathetic about when I talk to anyone who says they are truly depressed. My understanding was not at all at the level that I thought it was.
I'm on this site for a reason so I do know that I want to go away at some point in the relative near future...
But I never understood how bad the lows can get. I took rum (drink a lot, and every booze has a different reaction for me) for the first time in a while and i was just not interested in anything. I couldn't even truly get drunk. I was stuck feeling sickly and faded instead. I tried to talk to people or do something productive but nothing worked. I felt like I was sealed in some invisible hermetic superalloy. I existed, but couldn't influence anything. I could not talk, I could not experience. Sad songs didn't even hit me (and they usually always do when I feel like shit.)
It occured to me then that there are some people out there that are at a level of being so far gone that they feel this all the time all the way, and it fucks me up inside to think that something like that exists. That's a level of hell that I've never even tried to imagine. To be honest, I'd rather be in a misery where I can feel something emotionallly sad about it rather than that super bubble of murky bad nothing that I experienced today.
Does any of that make sense?
In any case, I'll be a lot more careful and empathetic about when I talk to anyone who says they are truly depressed. My understanding was not at all at the level that I thought it was.