in order to overcome it you have to have hope that you can. On an unrelated,and quite weird note, sometimes i think about something and then i think about thinking about that something and my brain gives up. for instance i’m thinking about writing this while thinking about the other times when i thought too much and made my brain hurt. Ridiculous.
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I was homeless once. I didn’t really think about the goal of ending my homelessness so much as worrying about finding a can of tuna-fish for dinner. Then one day, I met this mechanic dude who let me stay with him, and one thing led to another… and then I was homeless again because the dude threw all my stuff out on the lawn and fell asleep on the couch naked. That was a shitty day.
Do you have anywhere to stay? I assume you titled this how you did because you’re currently working through that, no?
Hm… I think I’m dyslexic or something tonight. Haha… disregard my comment.
I actually was talking about HOPElessness but I’m sorry to hear about that i can’t imagine what that must have been like. You are living somewhere now i assume?
Haha that’s okay. i do that sometimes too 🙂
Brains are stupid. I say poke them with a stick or something. That’ll teach ’em. 😉
Maybe splatter them against a wall haha
[insert “scumbag brain” meme reference]
When hopelessness is the truth, how can you think any different? Self-delusion? Ironically you crack that when encounter depression in the first place.