I don’t know man, mine just keeps getting better. I have a dog now. Shit’s amazing.
Yeah I enjoyed college a lot. But I was broke and stressed and it was hard. I’ve lost loved ones, sure, but I’ve found new ones too. I’ve got a wife now, and I love her so much.
Drink less alcohol and smoke less pot.
Start a family, or don’t, who cares. Play video games for the rest of your life as you coast by.
Nothing really matters in reality except for the things you make matter.
Also go see the doctor. You’re depressed and probably need meds and healthy coping mechanisms if you don’t know what to do.
Can you please stop insulting me?
You‘re 100% correct though.
It took 2 full blown panic attacks to make me go see the doctor. I detest every minute of my handicapped life before getting on prescribed stimulants. And it’s almost exclusively from that bullshit OVERMEDICATED CHILDREN hysteria in the 90s.
Once you know what shit like ADHD, mild-moderate depression and anxiety looks like, you realize just how screwed so many people are just because of their upbringing, a fear of pills, or just being too old and stuck in their ways to get help now. They’re knocking away a literal lifeline while drowning in the ocean just because it looks like a pill lol.
Life with Adderall in the morning and a proper medicine regimen is like that 1 great day you have in the morning every few months where everything feels right and you have energy and did stuff and felt stuff.
Except it’s every damn day now lol. Fuck anyone who says not to try meds and scare others off with mostly bullshit horror stories by playing up the meds that didn’t work or ones they never stuck with anyway.
How much does smallpox go for these days and can you get me some? /S
They’re free if you get a job and go work at some pretty neat bio facilities lol.
They’ve never been served up on blankets with any purpose though. Tis but a lie.
Even when I’m feeling miserable, I look back at that point of my life a year or two later and it seems absolutely magical.
In the moment I was living it, there were magical moments interspersed with long debilitating periods of nothingness which were the hard parts.
When we look back in retrospect, we remember the high points. The magical moments. we tend to forget the long boring dull moments or excruciating pain and effort required to earn the magical moments.
And that’s why we romanticize the past.
What’s interesting is that people who are generally unhappy have brains that work differently. They look back and they only see the negatives, and forget the good times. I have a family member like that and it’s really difficult, for them and for people who love them.
Sobriety feels fuckin great! Day 357, I’ve lost weight, my skins clearer, and I don’t feel anxious at all or depressed as much (still happens but it’s much more manageable at least). My only regret is ruining my past two relationships. well, I regret starting the last relationship, and ruining the one before that.
I’m in this picture and I don’t like it.
Is definitely hasn’t gotten worse for me. I was a shy and anxious child.
It’s like that for a while, then it gets worse.
Can’t help but notice that the constants in this comic are the guy and beer.
Shocker, who could have thought your life would get worse if you never change?
3rd frame? No beer.
And no friends!
He’s so far in he’s in the “boofed 6 tampons soaked in whiskey” stage.
+man-boobs.
+L
Almost 2 years ago, to the day, pretty much, I was in the darkest places I’ve even been in mentally, thinking about stuff daily that remembering now… is awful.
Now? Now it’s so much better. I worked like hell to get myself from that hole, to slowly build back my confidence, to be an adult, and it’s starting to pay off.
What I am trying to say is that even in our darkest moments, there always exits a brighter day. There is always a tomorrow, next week, next month or next year.
If you feel lost or that there is no hope, I understand because I’ve been there. If anyone reading this feels that, do PM me if you want to. I’ll gladly talk to you. I am no psychologist or something, but I guess a conversation doesn’t hurt.
It gets worse, but can also get better or at the very least have some bright spots. Try not to give up hope , I know it’s easy to because I catch myself doing it all the time
I wish I could go back… No doubt in my mind we’d take state.
😆😂😭
Yep.
Fucking OUCH!
