Depression
Lately I have been greatly struggling with depression.
I question my motives.
I question who I am.
I hold onto my doubts.
I find my thoughts being ugly.
My patience is gone.
I become removed from my environment.
Secretly I am a very angry person.
In my head my tolerance for people is very low.
I think people tolerate me because of who I am with.
Very few I believe would hang out with me one-on-one.
I am rather anti-social.
Although I do not like being alone, I don't like crowds.
I feel I am easily forgotten in a midst of friends.
I beat myself up over stupid shit that happened years ago.
I often think to comment on a post and then change my mind after
typing it out, realizing no one wants my two cents.
I consistently repeat myself when I tell a story aloud.
I am socially awkward.
I talk about what I think people want me to talk about.
I do not know what is expected of me.
I am horrible at starting a conversation.
My memory is lacking.
I remember faces, but not names.
I want to be seen, heard, to feel important. But I am not. I am none
of these things.
Why am I pushing a good thing away?
I complain about not getting enough attention, and then I get it and
I'm not sure I want it.
I lack consistent motivation.
I want to do things on my own time table.
I want to travel.
I'd rather be barefoot.
I do not know how to carry a conversation.
My thoughts are flighty.
I am alone with myself.
I am lost.
I feel myself as a child even among my peers.
I am not smart enough.
I am not articulate enough.
I do not express myself well.
I question my motives.
I question who I am.
I hold onto my doubts.
I find my thoughts being ugly.
My patience is gone.
I become removed from my environment.
Secretly I am a very angry person.
In my head my tolerance for people is very low.
I think people tolerate me because of who I am with.
Very few I believe would hang out with me one-on-one.
I am rather anti-social.
Although I do not like being alone, I don't like crowds.
I feel I am easily forgotten in a midst of friends.
I beat myself up over stupid shit that happened years ago.
I often think to comment on a post and then change my mind after
typing it out, realizing no one wants my two cents.
I consistently repeat myself when I tell a story aloud.
I am socially awkward.
I talk about what I think people want me to talk about.
I do not know what is expected of me.
I am horrible at starting a conversation.
My memory is lacking.
I remember faces, but not names.
I want to be seen, heard, to feel important. But I am not. I am none
of these things.
Why am I pushing a good thing away?
I complain about not getting enough attention, and then I get it and
I'm not sure I want it.
I lack consistent motivation.
I want to do things on my own time table.
I want to travel.
I'd rather be barefoot.
I do not know how to carry a conversation.
My thoughts are flighty.
I am alone with myself.
I am lost.
I feel myself as a child even among my peers.
I am not smart enough.
I am not articulate enough.
I do not express myself well.