Originally Posted by JD10367:
Booze, weed, ecstacy, purple drank, ritalin, rohypnol, prozac, valium, quaaluudes, cocaine, penicillin... need to be a little more specific.
Meh. You don't need an antidepressant, you just need a self-esteem boost. You need to realize that most people (especially men) suck ass, most people aren't worth trying to please, most people don't deserve the time of day, and most people are DEFINITELY not worth worrying yourself over. You need less "why me" and more "**** you". You don't appear to be hideously ugly, you seem like a nice person, and you don't seem to have any debilitating personal issues (like a meth addiction, LOL). And, hey, even if you were, there are plenty of butt-ugly assholes with drug problems who STILL manage to be happy. :-)
My advice is to try to stop worrying--or caring--about what others may think of you, and worry only about what YOU think of you. If you're chubby, start walking more. If you feel unfulfilled, volunteer (soup kitchen, animal shelter, library, whatever). If you tire of concrete and hectic modernity, take weekend trips into nature; if you tire of being alone in nature, take a trip into the city to feel some life and activity. Read good books. Join clubs that meet up regularly (book clubs, chess clubs, movie clubs, whatever). Buy a heavy-duty vibrator. (Seriously. Unlike men, they can be turned off, and they don't steal stuff from your purse or leave the seat up.) Bolster your mental and physical health. People (especially men) will notice the difference. Confidence goes a long way. And make sure to have fun, as IMO it's ultimately one of the best ways to ward off depression.
I'm shaking it off. Just didn't have the greatest week last week, and it was topped of with a pretty sucky weekend. I just get really overwhelmed with emotion sometimes, and I tend to where my heart on my sleeve as it is. Part of being a female, I guess. I just let certain things get to me. Trying to find someone from down here to ride up to the game with me Friday. People can't get off work, don't have the money, have family issues, etc. I guess the "rejection" is getting to me as well. That type of rejection, along with being rejected twice by guys, tends to wear on you. Saturday night was the worst. Going back to the old me on here, I had to go and let it out. Shame on me. I'd been doing so much better. It's time to regroup and find my focus again. That's all.
I just moved into Indianapolis a week ago, and started my new job on Wednesday. On day one, a guy at work loses a pinky when he slams his hand between a cart and a shelf. Barely a week in, the concert stage at the state fair collapses, killing four.
I figure one is an occurrence, two is a coincidence, but one more thing and I may think I've been cursed by some old-world witch doctor, or something.
