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KafkaF
Taking a break from the website.
- Nov 18, 2023
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Quick prelude: Have had depression on and off for over 10 years. Suffered my fifth heavy depression at the start of 2022. Got brought out of it more-or-less by meeting a girl. We were together throughout most of 2023 and during this time my depression transitioned to light and I slowly started getting better. She basically out of nowhere dumped me in the middle of October and despite seeming so in love with me throughout most of our relationship seems to have been able to drop me as if I was nothing to her. Since then I've fallen into a deep depression again.
Anyway, I like to play video games. My favourite video games are probably the Elder Scrolls games, Civilization games and the original Halo trilogy. Been playing and enjoying video games for basically as long as I can remember.
As I said at the start, I've been through depressions before. Between 2010-2011, then 2011-2015, then 2018-2019, then 2020-2021, then 2022 and then finally now 2023.
Throughout most of these depressions there have been exactly 2 things which have given me some relief:
1. Writing.
2. Playing video games.
When I was doing either of those things I could be alright for a little while.
During the 2022 depression is the first time that I got so depressed that I lost my ability to write. I started regaining it slowly in 2023 when I was doing better but since the break-up my depression has returned to full force and since then I haven't been able to write again.
During all previous depressions I've been able to play video games though. They didn't help THAT much but they were enough of a distraction and enjoyment that they could provide a short reprieve from the worst parts of the depression for a few hours.
Throughout the last few weeks (since the break-up) I hadn't been able to get myself motivated enough to even think about playing. Then throughout the last week or two I started thinking "I'll play one today" a bunch of times but never managed to gather up the energy to actually do it. Well, today I finally managed to gather up just enough energy to load up "Halo 2" (my favourite Halo game).
I've been playing it for the last half our or so and I feel nothing.
I feel no joy or tension or excitement. And it doesn't even distract me anymore. I can barely focus on the game because I keep thinking about and missing her. Replaying everything over in my head again. Wondering what I could've done differently. Wondering if she still misses me at all. Fantasizing about the idea of going on a date with her in the city again. The game is just something that's going on in the corner of my eye. But my actual attention was on her the entire time.
And so, yeah. It seems that life has finally done it. It has finally taken away the last thing in my life that brought me the tiniest bit of joy.
It took away my ability to write in 2022. And now it has taken away the remaining ability I had to enjoy video games in 2023. Not to mention taken away my girlfriend, whom I loved more than I've ever loved anyone else, of course.
The only thing that keeps me around is that non-existence terrifies me. But I'm going to have to overcome that eventually, hopefully soon. Because I am literally living in hell. I'm in constant pain and now even the very last thing that brought me any sort of joy, relief or satisfaction, relief from the endless darkness, has been taken away from me.
I need to die. It's the only way I'll be okay again.
Anyway, I like to play video games. My favourite video games are probably the Elder Scrolls games, Civilization games and the original Halo trilogy. Been playing and enjoying video games for basically as long as I can remember.
As I said at the start, I've been through depressions before. Between 2010-2011, then 2011-2015, then 2018-2019, then 2020-2021, then 2022 and then finally now 2023.
Throughout most of these depressions there have been exactly 2 things which have given me some relief:
1. Writing.
2. Playing video games.
When I was doing either of those things I could be alright for a little while.
During the 2022 depression is the first time that I got so depressed that I lost my ability to write. I started regaining it slowly in 2023 when I was doing better but since the break-up my depression has returned to full force and since then I haven't been able to write again.
During all previous depressions I've been able to play video games though. They didn't help THAT much but they were enough of a distraction and enjoyment that they could provide a short reprieve from the worst parts of the depression for a few hours.
Throughout the last few weeks (since the break-up) I hadn't been able to get myself motivated enough to even think about playing. Then throughout the last week or two I started thinking "I'll play one today" a bunch of times but never managed to gather up the energy to actually do it. Well, today I finally managed to gather up just enough energy to load up "Halo 2" (my favourite Halo game).
I've been playing it for the last half our or so and I feel nothing.
I feel no joy or tension or excitement. And it doesn't even distract me anymore. I can barely focus on the game because I keep thinking about and missing her. Replaying everything over in my head again. Wondering what I could've done differently. Wondering if she still misses me at all. Fantasizing about the idea of going on a date with her in the city again. The game is just something that's going on in the corner of my eye. But my actual attention was on her the entire time.
And so, yeah. It seems that life has finally done it. It has finally taken away the last thing in my life that brought me the tiniest bit of joy.
It took away my ability to write in 2022. And now it has taken away the remaining ability I had to enjoy video games in 2023. Not to mention taken away my girlfriend, whom I loved more than I've ever loved anyone else, of course.
The only thing that keeps me around is that non-existence terrifies me. But I'm going to have to overcome that eventually, hopefully soon. Because I am literally living in hell. I'm in constant pain and now even the very last thing that brought me any sort of joy, relief or satisfaction, relief from the endless darkness, has been taken away from me.
I need to die. It's the only way I'll be okay again.