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Detachment
Lyrics:
Ah, look at all the lonely people…
Ah, look at all the lonely people…
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Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream…
Waits at the window, wearing the face
That she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for…
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All the lonely people,
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
Where do they all belong?
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Father McKenzie writing the words
Of a sermon that no one will hear,
No one comes near…
Look at him working, darning his socks
In the night when there’s nobody there,
What does he care…
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All the lonely […]
Wouldn’t it be better if everyone of us could live in his/her own unique madness?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7YEVP4r2ok
Lyrics:
Leave the madman in his madness
And don’t try to bring him to his senses
You don’t know what is hidden
Inside the mind of a madman
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He might find in his madness
Everything he has desired
And wasn’t able
To see and to obtain
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Leave the madman in his madness
Leave him in his dream
He’s been sick and tired of this world
And he created one of his own
“There’s no way you are depressed, you look so active and talkative.”
“You’ve got a whole life ahead, you have a good life so I can’t find a reason why would you be in so much pain.”
These are the words that have been told by my parents for countless times.
I’m 22 years old girl in the eastern region who’s studying in the medical field. On the outside, I used to be a happy-go-lucky, active and energetic person, but deeply I knew that I worry a lot and have a turbulent mind. I always get easily surprised and overwhelmed and my heart […]
I have this talk with my friend. It made me tell him some stuffs.
He asked me why I feel threatened by my classmates. I said I feel detached.
He told me it’s not too late. I told him I don’t want this side of me die. If it dies then I’ll die.
Isn’t it mad? I’ve been living with my anxiety for so long that it became me. So if it dies, who will I become? Who will I see in the mirror. Who am I?
It’s funny how I always tell my anxiety how much I hate her but I actually don’t want her out of my […]
I have never attempted suicide before and probably will never do that in the future, although I am suicidal. The depressing thought cannot get out of my head. Only watching people who are also suicidal can make me feel much better, because I tend to dispassionately analyze their feelings and so I become an observer rather than a sufferer.
There’s no point to live, but there’s no point to die either, from my perspective. That’s why I’m still alive. There’s no point to do anything. Suicide is such a luxury, an aggregation of  courage, ego, curiosity, perseverance, nonchalance about collective unconsciousness, motivation, liberation, freedom of self-expression, […]
The last four years, since turning 50, has been an ever ending series of bad decisions, failed marriage, financial ruin and more recently poor physical health. These events have taken its toll on my wellbeing and mental capacity to move forward, and notwithstanding the niggling doubt that I am about to embark on my final ‘bad decision’, I have come to the cold realization that it is time to depart this mortal sod.  I spent most of the last year isolating myself from friends and colleagues, not in an antisocial manner, but rather spinning a web of stories as a way detachment not to […]
I’ve started this post and deleted multiple times since I first logged in. Because the truth is I read the description for schizoid personality disorder but I haven’t been diagnosed, and if I do have it, I probably won’t be diagnosed because there is no way I’m going to talk to someone about this. And no one will probably guess I feel this way because of the way I act. Nearly all the time around other people I can smile, joke, and get along just fine. I don’t feel anxious talking to people and can communicate fine, about things that don’t matter. Work, school, the […]
With a heartbeat
dragged screaming from my rest
They cut me short.
Im a God whore now
Hiding under desks to hide away from people.
Whats with this Shyness
No dont do that
No Dont think that
Its Gods Will
Its wrong
Its Evil
They Laugh
They are Happy
Have Friends
They all going to hell
What is this wall
I can see you
What is wrong with me
Where is your sense of pride boy
Happy moments
Sad sack
There are people I love so much
And […]
I just don’t understand people. It’s like everyone else got some guidebook to human behavior and my copy got lost in the mail. Maybe I’m a cynic, but god, it’s just easier to assume the worst of people than expect the best and end up disappointed. My closest friend is moving in a few months, to a city four hours away. I know I should spend the time with her now while she’s here, but I . . . can’t. Every time I talk to her I just end up lost somewhere between crying and absolute detachment. I’m treating her like she’s already gone; it’s […]