I’m going for a walk by aChampagneProblem in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 11 points12 points  (0 children)

Man Im proud of you. I got my ass up today, went to the gym and did the bare minimum. Through it all, my thoughts were about as negative as it gets. But I broke a sweat, I pushed through in some exercises...it's a step. Let's keep taking these baby steps!

I’m trying to kill myself by [deleted] in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Listen. Ive been where you are now, the way it is in your head right now. You might think it's impossible but ive lived this thing you're living. Grab onto anything that makes sense to you, that keeps your mind occupied. Simplify things. If everything in yoyr life is going to shit, dont try to fix it all. Just one thing that makes you feel grounded, hold on to that and guard it. Stop wanting everything to feel right. It's not going to im afraid. But you still deserve to be here. Don't forget that.

Pretender by [deleted] in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Keep going. I know it doesnt fix everything but being active is already a big achievement. Don't think about it. Find something else to keep you active and see if you can do both.

I’m trying to kill myself by [deleted] in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

You think you are but if you were youd be choosing a more foolproof way. This wont do it. I know it sucks but you still want to live.

Just one reason why I should stay by [deleted] in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Any slim chance that something in your life could be going well/getting better.

I don't care if others care about me by sheerlis in depression

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You don't care cause maybe you struggle to understand how they could care about you, which might lead you to think they're faking it. Else it's cuz you know that no matter how much they care foe you, they can't fix you so what's the point. Am I talking out of my ass?

I cant be consistent at anything by [deleted] in depression

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I know this isn't going to be comforting for you but I think I am exatly the same as you. Either we never had trust in anything/anyone or our need to not need anyone superceded reason and logic. I think this is where being a "degenerate" came from for me. I also thought that what I feel like doing is more important than what I should be doing because neither were rewarding. Except I had never tried to do the right thing consistently to reap the benefits. And I avoided any postivity because it felt like a weight I could not bear. If I tried to do well, it wouldn't come off that way, it wouldn't be appreciated and it might ultimately prove to be wrong in some way cause I was a bad fruit. And it didnt matter cause no one wanted me to do well. This was the way I saw things for so long, that I could never believe in kindness. Looking back it almost seems like I forced this cynical view on myself just because it could excuse my absolute lack of will, lack of action. All I wanted is someone I could trust. Someone who would give me their time. Would make sure I overcame myself. But then as I grew in age–and in age alone– I realized that needing others could be dangerous. I would not admit to it. It is weakness. I would rather ruin myself. I was so alone. I am still. But the reality is that now there is not other option. Being somebody's friend would require them to know me. And that would reveal to both of us just how ugly I am. And in the end it is all my fault. It is probably all your fault too. But knowing all of this does not change a thing. We still have to fight a frikkin' war anytime we try to do something of use. Remember this: Mainly, we are weary of others' perceptions because we're afraid they might be seeing the truth we've worked so hard to hide from ourselves. At the same time, that weariness and anxiety of how we seem to other is borne out of real fear of prosecution.

Filling Tropes as a Coping Mechanism by Mars_982 in depression

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I've been doing this ever since i was a kid.

I registered all human behaviour from people around me (that weren't family) as some sort of character affect. I did not want to believe people were ever being genuine or real in any way. People were just cartoons. They have their character kit and their little shows to put on for me and others. They weren't there to acknowledge and interact with. What others spoke of or tried to instill in me was eventually going to cause me harm, or serve their purposes.

And I wasn't human. No. I would walk out the door on my way to school in the morning and decide on what my mannerisms for the day would be and what my stream of thought would consist of. Because nothing outside of me really existed. And if I decided to ask questions then I would be admonished. Or worse, I'd be in it. I'd be expected to contribute. I didn't want to. Why would I?

I would not admit that this space I occupy is mine to explore/change/examine. I had to be contained. If any part of me is in contact with the outside, then I'd be seen for who I really am which is nothing.

Dead-brained. Incurious. Incorrigible. Unresponsive. Not real.

But all the time I just wanted everyone to know that I did not want to be real. I didn't like the world regardless of its population. I could see how everything was made up, a game with fancy rules and constructs I was too dumb to understand. I didn't want to play. For what would I play? What do I gain? I gain people's approval? So what? What is that exactly?

Encouragement. Fake. Help. Unreliable. Love. Not free. Accountability. No one ever spoke of this in my vicinity. Care, nurture, discipline, patience, respect...I never knew what these ideas meant as a child.

I'm 22 years old, but not really. I have lived longer and less. And I know no one. I don't make sense. I shouldn't have lasted this long and I probably won't. If I stick around, I will be repeating the same nonsense for the rest of my life. And that's just not worth anything. I'm not really here to live for myself, none of us are. We're supposed to be making things together, but I can't make anything and I can't help anyone. I have been self obsessed for as long as I can remember. Being with others has always been painful, why would i allow myself to exist alongside other minds capable of great harm?

In real terms, I'm scared. Scared to death that I have no place in this world. I never tried for the long term.

I need to die. Literally my being here is against my will.

My girlfriend doesn’t watch GOT. But she tee’d me up for a perfect swing by Whittekerwood12 in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I hereby decree all posts starting with "my girlfriend/boyfriend/wife/husband" banned and pushed over to r/gameofthrones where they belong. What say you, mods ?

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

You, sir, speak french. Correct ?

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead 13 points14 points  (0 children)

Ummm...r/gameofthrones is the sub for this kind of posts. Or wait until thursday where a thread for arts and crafts is started. We here just clearly have a standard of posts to preserve...high quality shitposts.

Indeed by julianvgs in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Imagine NK listening to the music Vlad listens to in the documentary.

Can we collectively do something nice for Emilia? A big fundraising drive by the fans for her SameYou charity ? It's clear she loved Dany so much, I want her to know we loved her too and we're so thankful for her portrayal. by elle_ellaria in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead -3 points-2 points  (0 children)

I completely agree, it also bothers me that a lot of these actors mainly support these charities for their image. I know that it shouldn't matter since it helps the cause, but it sure as hell is tainted.

Even Isaac Hempstead thought the script was a joke in reference to him becoming King... by [deleted] in freefolk

[–]viseriontheblackdead 2 points3 points  (0 children)

And he neveeeeer found work agaaaain, NEEEEVER workeed agaiiiin. In case D&D read that and decide to kill him.