not quite depressed yet, but depressing

Sep 21, 2006 17:02

I've come to the somewhat depressing realization that I have no one to talk to when I'm feeling down. The obvious choice is Diana, but since I'm around her 16-24hrs per day, my problems generally fall in two categories: problems that are at least partly caused by her, or problems that are unrelated to her but cannot be helped by confiding in her. In either case, to talk to Diana about most of the things that I feel depressed about are only ever going to make her feel 10 times worse than I do, even factoring in how bad I feel for depressing her with my issues.

I can't really imagine having a heart-to-heart with anyone I know here in Bellingham.

My friends from Arcadia seem to have grown away from me in the time I've been gone. I rarely talk to them, and when I do there's little to talk about. My time at Arcadia was one long, day-by-day spontaneous adventure with my companions, and once that became interrupted we apparently lost what we had most in common: experiencing each day together.

My life is boring. There isn't a single thing worth mentioning. Anytime someone asks me what's going on in my life I tell them that I work and sleep. That's it. If it wasn't for the weekly D&D sessions we have here I'd never do any socializing. I've been living here for a year and I haven't met anyone outside of Diana's original circle of friends. And right now, I can't think of a single person that I'd want to talk to.

Ah fuck it. Everyone already has their own problems. They don't need to deal with mine.
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