depressed again
June 26, 2008 at 12:19 am | In personal | 3 CommentsI kind of get depressed in waves. Something kind of nice will happen, or I will have more things to do with friends or things that I care about and I will feel happier and more motivated and less lonely about my life. Then that goes away and I feel lonely and impotent and off beat and like I don’t have the right qualities and energy to change my life. This is not an even balance of states. I would say I’m depressed 75-80% of the time and happier and hopeful/motivated 20% of the time.
I have been trying for a long time to get better at making friends and being myself and trying to find people who I really feel on the same wavelength as. I’m the type of person who really appreciates being able to be around people who like the same things as I do and think similarly to the way I think, mainly because I never find people who think the way I do or really like things in the way that I like them. I can’t be sure if that’s accurate, but that’s what it feels like.
It makes me so sad that I’ve lived in Los Angeles for 7 years and I basically have only a couple good friends. And I can’t seem to find anyone I feel comfortable with who likes to dance to the same music I do and who thinks about life and society in the same way I do. I’m picky and shy, and I’m suffering for it. The shy part I can work on, but the picky part I cant. I want what I want. If I don’t want it….then I don’t want it. I don’t want to force myself to want things I don’t, that’s a half-life.
Anyway, it’s way past my bedtime. I don’t know what I’m gonna try to do to change my life this weekend. Critical mass, which it’s hard for me to try to talk to people at, most people are there in groups and it’s uncomfortable for me, but I will try. Besides that, I don’t have any other options so far. Nothing will be different next week. I don’t know how to make it different. It’s like it’s 18% effort, 82% chance and circumstance.
I have to keep trying, but I don’t want to be depressed. I’m sad.
the way it gets warm
June 17, 2008 at 9:32 pm | In personal, sensualism | Leave a CommentOne of my most favorite things in this existence, on this planet, is when night time gets warm. I love – I’m using the word love here, about temperature – I LOVE to the core of my soul how when summer arrives, night time becomes an unreal time in which I am completely and totally comfortable.
This, of course, is only referring to being outside at night, but man, when it’s been like 90 during the day, 95 degrees F, and it turns to 70’s when the sun goes down… and like that, I’m totally comfortable. No bright sun to give me a migraine, no intense high heat temperature. Just a relaxing 70-something and the night sky.
It also has an incredible surreal quality for me, because in any other season in California but summer, and I almost always cold. A little too cool, or freezing, but I am always cold. And the height of summer in the day – much too hot. Sickening. “The sun makes me dizzy, the sun makes me sick…” Veruca Salt said. But those nights. I can walk outside wearing whatever I want, and I am physically at peace. No tight muscles, no distractions, no fidgeting. I just relax. And it feels unreal and special. And I love it.
i hate being depressed
June 15, 2008 at 7:10 am | In personal | Leave a CommentOkay. I’m gonna try to write about a couple articles and things I have today. Lets see how I do.
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