This sadness is my life; this overbearing pain pushing me further under, stifling each smile, burning beneath each forced note of laughter. What is pure joy or full hearted happiness? I know longer remember it’s touch. my only friend is depression, my closest companion yet my silent killer hiding behind a mask of composure and small mindless chatter.
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The problem is that people get trapped in the cycle of depression. It becomes a part of you and subconsciously, you don’t want to let it go. You have to visualize your life without depression. Right now, being depressed is all you know, because it’s been a part of your life for so many years. You have to break the cycle of depression.
@ Dave: That’s easy enough said, but what do you do when the things that used to make you happy no longer do? When you have completely lost your happy, normal life to the point where it it beyond retrieval? When you’re too depressed to live yet too cowardly to die?
What about when nothing makes you happy for years and years and years? When every breath seems to be an obviously snide joke, by a god you don’t even think exists? When your’ born in a first world country, handsome, healthy and clever but no-one gives a second thought because your’ a little awkward, and your youth sublimates while all your’ best efforts yield is that the best people you can find were still once flamboyant, hedonistic idiots who only slowed down due to age (literally) rather than anything knowledge related. What about when you realize that though years past your’ twenty first birthday and tech savvy like nobodies business you are no match for the text messages of a fat fratboy in a backwards baseball cap and Oakleys?
What about when you read philosophy and realize nothing before the enlightenment (and a hell of a lot afterwords) applies at all? And that existentialism is self defeating and especialy meaningless in a happy, safe democratic culture? Our pain has been usurped by perfectly fine whiny teenagers, and they’re not stupid either; they know goddamned well they arene’t going to kill themselves.