Hanniewants2die
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- Apr 27, 2025
- 21
Hi, I don't usually write much, but somehow I feel better when I can externalize something I think is important to say, or not, just dumb thoughts of someone who's depressed.
Anyway, I think I mentioned it before, I really enjoy spending time with people who genuinely understand what it feels like to be in such a disgusting hole as this. People usually tell you that's the last thing you should do, because it feeds that sadness, but what could possibly make things worse when you're already so low? It seems almost naive to me. My condition isn't going to worsen because someone understands how I feel or shares their experiences with me; on the contrary, in a way it feels like being at home, as strange as that may sound...
It's much better than the "correct" answers you usually get from someone who doesn't fully understand the situation, at least that's how I feel.
I don't feel better with phrases like "life isn't so bad" or "don't say things like that." Although I can't blame them either; nobody is born knowing how to deal with people like me.
I'd like to be completely transparent about what's going through my mind, without having to worry about scaring them with the amount of discouraging things I say.
I suppose being around someone who seems to have nothing cheerful to say must be exhausting. I'm not good at pretending either, so I usually lie about being tired and stay away for a while. They usually don't care, and I can spend my days having plenty of time to think about every depressing thing in the dictionary, but honestly, I don't think I would encourage anyone to leave either.
But I would like to have someone I can tell all this to, someone who understands how it all feels. I suppose I find a little comfort in reading other people's experiences; they are all so genuine that it somehow hits you differently.
I used to have a friend or something here, I don't know what happened to him, but wherever he is, I hope he's at peace.
I don't know what to do, you usually don't find people who are so open and if you do, they're probably also afraid to admit it. In some ways, it's worse for me to receive advice from people who don't see it this way, you know? Their most common responses are that I should sleep better or go out more. I mean... I appreciate the attempt, I really do, but it doesn't help me at all, it disappoints me to know that they don't understand it at all.
This is just some silly thing I want to complain about, because somehow, knowing this today hit harder than other days. I think it's because I'm sinking again, but oh well.
Thanks for reading if you did.
Anyway, I think I mentioned it before, I really enjoy spending time with people who genuinely understand what it feels like to be in such a disgusting hole as this. People usually tell you that's the last thing you should do, because it feeds that sadness, but what could possibly make things worse when you're already so low? It seems almost naive to me. My condition isn't going to worsen because someone understands how I feel or shares their experiences with me; on the contrary, in a way it feels like being at home, as strange as that may sound...
It's much better than the "correct" answers you usually get from someone who doesn't fully understand the situation, at least that's how I feel.
I don't feel better with phrases like "life isn't so bad" or "don't say things like that." Although I can't blame them either; nobody is born knowing how to deal with people like me.
I'd like to be completely transparent about what's going through my mind, without having to worry about scaring them with the amount of discouraging things I say.
I suppose being around someone who seems to have nothing cheerful to say must be exhausting. I'm not good at pretending either, so I usually lie about being tired and stay away for a while. They usually don't care, and I can spend my days having plenty of time to think about every depressing thing in the dictionary, but honestly, I don't think I would encourage anyone to leave either.
But I would like to have someone I can tell all this to, someone who understands how it all feels. I suppose I find a little comfort in reading other people's experiences; they are all so genuine that it somehow hits you differently.
I used to have a friend or something here, I don't know what happened to him, but wherever he is, I hope he's at peace.
I don't know what to do, you usually don't find people who are so open and if you do, they're probably also afraid to admit it. In some ways, it's worse for me to receive advice from people who don't see it this way, you know? Their most common responses are that I should sleep better or go out more. I mean... I appreciate the attempt, I really do, but it doesn't help me at all, it disappoints me to know that they don't understand it at all.
This is just some silly thing I want to complain about, because somehow, knowing this today hit harder than other days. I think it's because I'm sinking again, but oh well.
Thanks for reading if you did.