I woke up this morning...
I haven't cried for years.. I suppressed emotion.
My father abused me, often forcing me to watch him abuse my mother who then became an alcoholic paranoid wreck.
I became even more emotionless.
I woke up this morning...in such an odd mood.
I know i probably sound like a faggot or whattever, i just woke up, made my breakfast and am lying here, crying my eyes out, listening to Transatlanticism by Death Cab For Cutie (such an empathetic, emotional song inspiring a myriad of thoughts and vibrations) and other such depressing songs. This Place Is a Prison by The Postal Service. I also find Crystal Castles - Crimewave incredibly dejected and discomposing.
Why do we self-perpetuate our melancholy? Do we crave the corresponding like-mindedness?
I jst came back from a trip to see my brother.
He is free, he has direction.
I am now out of drugs and wish this to be the start of my life.
I need to get out of here, desperately, couch-surf in exchange for chores, work in a wee bar somewhere away frmo this country. I need life to begin,
I honestly dontk now why i made this thread...
I have so much love to give. My friends would never listen. They have got the nuclear family, perfect lifestyle, never had a problem in their lives kinda deal.
I think i just finally opened a valve and life is about to go on the up.
Or I believe I have descended down the depression spiral again?
Apologies if this seems more of a blog-style thing but i dont have facebook and my IRL friends would not take any of this seriously, they would just say "man the fuck up".....usually, i would agree and not let life get on top of me. I am usually so strong.....a facade blanketting supressed emotion? True strength with a real glitch?
Life support, physical ideas, advice, like-mindedness is all appreciated and welcomed.
Thanks,
Cam
I haven't cried for years.. I suppressed emotion.
My father abused me, often forcing me to watch him abuse my mother who then became an alcoholic paranoid wreck.
I became even more emotionless.
I woke up this morning...in such an odd mood.
I know i probably sound like a faggot or whattever, i just woke up, made my breakfast and am lying here, crying my eyes out, listening to Transatlanticism by Death Cab For Cutie (such an empathetic, emotional song inspiring a myriad of thoughts and vibrations) and other such depressing songs. This Place Is a Prison by The Postal Service. I also find Crystal Castles - Crimewave incredibly dejected and discomposing.
Why do we self-perpetuate our melancholy? Do we crave the corresponding like-mindedness?
I jst came back from a trip to see my brother.
He is free, he has direction.
I am now out of drugs and wish this to be the start of my life.
I need to get out of here, desperately, couch-surf in exchange for chores, work in a wee bar somewhere away frmo this country. I need life to begin,
I honestly dontk now why i made this thread...
I have so much love to give. My friends would never listen. They have got the nuclear family, perfect lifestyle, never had a problem in their lives kinda deal.
I think i just finally opened a valve and life is about to go on the up.
Or I believe I have descended down the depression spiral again?
Apologies if this seems more of a blog-style thing but i dont have facebook and my IRL friends would not take any of this seriously, they would just say "man the fuck up".....usually, i would agree and not let life get on top of me. I am usually so strong.....a facade blanketting supressed emotion? True strength with a real glitch?
Life support, physical ideas, advice, like-mindedness is all appreciated and welcomed.
Thanks,
Cam