Collective Thoughts of a Scattered Mind.
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I came to the conclusion about two days ago that it is a realistic possibility that I may be clinically depressed. According to the internet I suffer from several (8/10 on one website) symptoms of depression. I'm going to use this journal as a way to collect my thoughts and keep a record of my day to day activity and feelings. Much like Nikki Sixx did in The Heroine Diaries, except I don't have a drug problem, just alcohol (and World of Warcraft if that counts). I've been feeling quite angry at the world, I've had a vast amount of suicidal and self loathing thoughts, and honestly it seems as if the only thing stopping me is the fact that I don't want to hurt anyone that might love me, as I've grown to truly hate myself. My problem is that I get these ideas and feelings that I want to die or go butcher a few people before taking my life because I'm tired of the pain and frustration that I cause myself, but I can't because suicide is selfish, isn't it? Sometimes I just don't know. All I know is I'm not always like this, and that's what scares me the most. Now that I've embraced and allowed alcohol to become part of my life, I'm afraid I will act on my cries of desperation and do something that I will regret.
// I will be updating this every day, or every time I make a new journal entry. Each entry will consist of a reflection of that day followed by a random topic that I feel like talking about at that point in time. Some topics might be repeated, which is what I want. I want to see if there is any variance in what I'm saying.
January 3, 2013. 1:45am
How do I feel about today? It was rather shitty, but at the same time there were certain moments of today that were alright. Apparently people nowadays are so self centered they think everything is about them. I had a lot of fun dealing with some stupid drama on facebook all day and having people call me throughout the day because of a status I made; "You're no soldier, you're a coward. I didn't answer my phone, I didn't feel like dealing with anything. Work went alright. We were slow at first, but around seven my good buddy Nora decided she would go get Chinese for everyone. I love it when people are nice. My friend and I were doing dishes and got into an insane bubble fight. It's funny how as managers we can still act like kids with no repercussions sometimes. I got to see two old friends of mine, Nicole and Emily. That was neat. My good friend, Justin who I had been neglecting for the past few weeks stood up for me on my whole facebook situation, which really made me feel good. It made me feel bad actually because I didn't talk to him at all throughout the holidays. I got off of work and came home and finished off my bottle of Captain Morgan's Spice Rum. I started off feeling really good but now I seem to have drifted off into another state of growing sorrow. I'm not really sad about anything, but I just feel empty. I'm no soldier...
People: Worthless. Vast. Problematic. Self-destructive. Cancerous.
I don't like people, as I'm not a people person. Now sure there are some people I can tolerate but overall I dislike dealing with and being around people. Sure I suppose it's fun to hang out with friends that I haven't seen in a while, but it eventually gets old and becomes quite irritating. People are self-centered, always thinking that everything revolves around them. People are stupid, as they are too prone to read what's on the outside, rather than to allow their minds the freedom to see reality the way it really is. People lie, which is directly related to the fact that people lack respect. People are naive, primitive, and childish. I hate people so much it doesn't even bother me when an elementary school in Connecticut has a shootout. I suppose death in itself doesn't bother me because I am so self-destructive and fatalistic myself, but those are topics for another time. I don't care about people, because I will always come out strong.
January 8, 2013 12:37am
So I have had some rather good days these past few days, with the exception of some terrific news yesterday. I went to Richmond with this girl I'm talking to, she's really cool, and we had a lot of fun. I found out yesterday that my ex got engaged with her current boyfriend that she has been dating for about two weeks, and has only seen him for one week as he is in the military and had to leave. To be honest it made me very angry but that was short lived, because I told her what was going to happen, and I even tried doing the right thing by warning the guy about her cheating ways. Oh well, I'm thankful that it is none of my concern, it's just another neat observation of human stupidity. Today was just another regular day. I woke up, chilled around the house, played World of Warcraft, went to work, and came home. I've been feeling really popular recently, people have been calling other people to tell them where I'm at when I go out now, which is even cooler considering I haven't a clue who these people are. I went on a double date the other night with the girl I'm talking to and one of my long time best friends and the person she is talking to. That was a great night full of laughter and deep conversations with a lot of my other very close friends. I haven't really gotten into a depressed mood recently, everything has been rather good. There have been a few incidents where I found myself getting overly dramatic with memories of my past relationship. Like talking the only picture of us left and writing a lot of inspirational things on the back of it and planning to mail it to her for her birthday. That lasted for about one night, now I just want to record myself burning it and send that to her instead. I know I shouldn't try to remember her or do good things for her but I have a tendancy to care about people, and when I start feeling depressed I find it rather hard to rationalize my thoughts. I'm been thinking of ways to try to get my life moving on the right track. I want to live while I'm young and have friends and go do friend things, but at the same time I want to work because not having money is the root of all evil, and of course I need to go to college. Which I should probably get some classes picked and paid for considering classes start tomorrow. I blame it on my depression and lack of enthusiasm for life in itself. I'm good at making things work, so I should be alright. Plus I'm happy, and for the majority of the past few days I've been happy, and sober. Which is another thing I'm going to try being more often.
Reality: Raw, strange, deep, shallow, everlasting, thorough.
Reality is a big part in everything I do and every situation I analyze. People have a tendancy to make reality tougher or softer than what it actually is to fit their needs or misconstrue their messages for their own personal gain. People have a tendancy to use drugs to attain that high when they feel as if they have too many problems and need a little extra help dealing with them all. I disagree, as I tend to deal with things as they come for what they are. Things happen, and no one is perfect, so by sugar-coating or over exxagerating things people tend to mislead their audience to believe the same thing that they do, which is incredible innacurate because the fact of the matter is the vase is broken. It isn't smashed into millions of pieces, and it isn't slightly fractured. It is what it is, and there is no sense in trying to make it anything that it isn't.