Rain's Depression/Wrist corner

We all get these days right? Where things start good, but for some reason you end up more depressed than normal at the end? You feel okay getting up, you get through your morning shit, chores, work, class, etc. And then something someone says or does just seems to tick you off, not piss just tick. And you let it dwell in your mind.

Next thing you know, its all you can think of. It slowly consumes your thoughts until all you have left is a few tears, and a need to talk to someone, hoping they won't blackmail you later on about what you are saying to them. Or even just disappear from your life, like they never really cared about you. But maybe that's just me.

And here starts my depression. I could give the whole 9 yards about what made me near-suicidal person I am today, but the short version is: I trusted too much. That isn't what had me write this out though. I simply feel that, almost everyone reaches that moment in life, where you don't know what to do. And you want to call out to someone, but experience taught you not to do that. Because along the way the last time you opened to someone fully, they took everything out, and left you. For dead.

I, Rain, opened up so many times, I can be backstabbed again, and not feel it anymore. I am numb to that pain, but not the poison. It will sink in and once fully in my system, I will break down. And shed tears. For I care not for being seen with watery eyes and nose red. This world is cruel enough to just see me and pass me by.

I find it best to just tell people to fuck off if they cause problems like that.

I empathize with you man; but you gotta stop living your life for other people. I have my friends that I would do just about anything for but at the end of the day its my life.

When you depend on someone's love, the sympathy of others etc. things will never end well. It's nice to have, but it's nicer to have self worth and the stature to realize things are good despite whats wrong.

That's a great way to put it. >.>