Deep Thoughts: Depression

as a professional brooder, i would like to say brooding is very different from pouting. pouting is for sad children who did not get their way. brooding is for deep and thoughtful adults who write poetry and love people from afar. just so everyone's clear on that.

moving on, i find it a little presumptuous of someone who's never led my life to presume they know the reasons why i am the way i am.

i'd just like it to be known i'm not depressed because of some minor flaw. i'm not competely wrapped up in myself. infact, i'm very much about other people. in a distant, trembling sort of way. i see them. see them all too well.

i'm not even really depressed in the scientific sense of the word. i just don't see the point. you're born. you live. you die. whoopeee.

i think it's kinda funny when people with regular normal lives proceed to tell people who will never have such lives that they are just being narcissistic. are too caught up in themselves. it's funny cause they don't really have the slightest idea.

i wonder what normal people get depressed about. is it the kids. is it the family vacations. the bounty of friends. the nice house in the suburbs. the good job?

i really do wonder what depresses normal people.

maybe just that life is too good. that's tough stuff to deal with.

i feel for you. i really, really do.

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  1. I found your May 26th, Depression posting to be quite interesting:

    i think it's kinda funny when people with regular normal lives proceed to tell people who will never have such lives that they are just being narcissistic. are too caught up in themselves. it's funny cause they don't really have the slightest idea.

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