sla_porra22
I HATE MOSQUITOES
- Nov 5, 2024
- 115
I was looking at some tweets that weren't even that old (around 2024) and I noticed two things:
1. I became less and less funny
2. I was simply VERY immature and stupid
Realizing those two things was actually quite funny. I mean, I've improved in many ways over time, but I've completely lost any semblance of personality I had. This is something I go through frequently, completely changing my tastes, desires, and worldview out of the blue. I just don't feel like myself anymore and need to find what makes sense now. But when I look back, I see someone much funnier who was able to cope with depression with JOKES. Nowadays I don't do that anymore, at least not in such an effective way. I remember that before, I felt extremely connected to myself; I knew who I was. Nowadays, I don't have that feeling. Even though I was extremely stupid and immature, there were many more people on my side, and I was much more hopeful about the future. Although it was a nice thing to realize (albeit quite obvious), I'm very upset. I feel like any hope I had died a long time ago with my old self. And I could go even further by looking at the tweets from my old suspended account. I'm curious about what I would find, but I believe it would only be embarrassing things to see nowadays.
So my conclusions about something so simple were: I've lost my charm, I've matured too much, I've forgotten how to deal with my problems effectively, I've lost all hope, and I'm increasingly alone as the time passes.
1. I became less and less funny
2. I was simply VERY immature and stupid
Realizing those two things was actually quite funny. I mean, I've improved in many ways over time, but I've completely lost any semblance of personality I had. This is something I go through frequently, completely changing my tastes, desires, and worldview out of the blue. I just don't feel like myself anymore and need to find what makes sense now. But when I look back, I see someone much funnier who was able to cope with depression with JOKES. Nowadays I don't do that anymore, at least not in such an effective way. I remember that before, I felt extremely connected to myself; I knew who I was. Nowadays, I don't have that feeling. Even though I was extremely stupid and immature, there were many more people on my side, and I was much more hopeful about the future. Although it was a nice thing to realize (albeit quite obvious), I'm very upset. I feel like any hope I had died a long time ago with my old self. And I could go even further by looking at the tweets from my old suspended account. I'm curious about what I would find, but I believe it would only be embarrassing things to see nowadays.
So my conclusions about something so simple were: I've lost my charm, I've matured too much, I've forgotten how to deal with my problems effectively, I've lost all hope, and I'm increasingly alone as the time passes.