Well, I mean, sorta. I'm still failing all my classes, but I'm no longer contemplating ill-advised activities involving razorblades and/or big handfuls of pills. One step at a time.
You okay, Sal? You've not been posting over here much, and I know you and I go after each other sometimes, but I didn't know things were going poorly with you. I hope it all comes together, bud.
Yeah, over the course of this semester, my grandfather's gallbladder exploded and almost killed him, my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer, a couple of my best friends down here turned into unrepentant shits, classes got really fucking hard with no room to screw up (and then I screwed up, and then I got despondent and didn't go to class and fucked myself harder), and the first girl I've really been interested in in eighteen months is casually indifferent at best.
After catching myself chainsmoking and listening to Radiohead and thinking of whether or not offing myself would be so bad, really, and getting really fucking scared, went over to student counseling and got handed an initial diagnosis of generalized depression and anxiety. There's a tendancy towards that in my family - my mom was hospitalized for a couple weeks my Sophmore year of high school - so they're looking at getting me some mood-smoothers over the holidays, which will hopefully make me functional again. I just hope I haven't completely fucked myself academicaly.
Well, if it's any consolation, I went through something similar in college (engaged, disengaged, depressed, sleep problems, reading lots of existentialists and Buddhism, etc), and managed to get myself through to graduation relatively unscathed. I never could get those damned pills to work right for me, and eventually abandoned them, but they work very well for a lot of people.
It sounds like you're on a good path, and it sounds like you've faced up to what has hold of you, which is probably the critical thing. I'm confident you'll pull through.
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Dyna -- before you turn mean-spirited, you're on my side on this one.
Apparently the news about Aelous, the dog I dearly loved and raised, is not good. She's old, so it's sort of expected (she's more or less on borrowed time now) but I mean goddamn -- of all the heartbreaks, this one hurts the most...
Shit, I'm sorry dude. Is she with your folks right now? What kind of dog is she? Losing pets is way harder for me than losing family members.
She's with family, with my mother. She's half-boxer half-lab. I RAISED her. She's MY dog. She's the reason I fucking graduated high school. Like of all the sad, sappy shit I shove out onto the internet, this one is for goddamn real. I'm losing my shit because I've heard bad news about my dog.
I feel for you, man, and I know where you're at. Remember that you've given her the best life that you could.
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For some reason that made me laugh really hard.
I don't use macs. Sorry.
My advice was going to be "buy a new one"
Damn. I'm gonna be a virgin forever.
More like resignation
Scares the hell out of me.
Sort of. Bittersweet.
That's Hilarious. You can make Baby Jesus Cry.
AAAAAAAHHHHHH THE VOICE FUCK THAT'S CREEPY
Well, if it's any consolation, I went through something similar in college (engaged, disengaged, depressed, sleep problems, reading lots of existentialists and Buddhism, etc), and managed to get myself through to graduation relatively unscathed. I never could get those damned pills to work right for me, and eventually abandoned them, but they work very well for a lot of people.
It sounds like you're on a good path, and it sounds like you've faced up to what has hold of you, which is probably the critical thing. I'm confident you'll pull through.
It's very, very sad.
First time I saw it, it was midnight and I was trying to unwind after a shitty day. Bummed me out for the rest of the week.
I feel for you, man, and I know where you're at. Remember that you've given her the best life that you could.
Oh yeah
Hmmmmmmm!!
Hays, huh? What model of Horse-Drawn Carriage are you sporting?
All the women I like keep resembling each other.
It's kind of creepy.
They're probably all your mother.
Oedipus.
Retro is in. Get with the times, man.
Seriously though, compared to where I was living in KCK, this place is paradise (excluding lack of Best Buys and a decent library).
Dead and limbless?
It's probably preferable to Lawrence. There's something about this town that is just so utterly shitty.