Hooligans Sportsbook

I can't stop talking/thinking about death and other depressing matters

  • Start date
  • Replies
    75 Replies •
  • Views 5,738 Views

Bread

Current Corpse
Since
Jan 20, 2010
Messages
28,141
Score
43
Tokens
0
Is this normal at all? Anyone else?

I mean...it dominates my every thought. I think I'm losing it folks.

Fok.

I'm not even overly frightened. I just think trice about everything. It's all a joke.

Will someone tell me something to make me get back on track? (cattle)


Thanks ya'll.
 
God, give me the strength to not take on ever challenge put before me.
Deliver me from the fact that Bread has chosen to announce that he openly welcomes my presence here.
That this doesn't mean I have to jump full fledged into trying to save Bread from the demons that haunt his soul.
Shw Bread the light God.
 
You're around the mid-point of your life Bread. Same here.

Sometimes I look in the mirror and think about what I would look like dead.

As you get older things change and what you think about changes.

I've heard many people older than me say that they feel like the best part is the second half.

Dr. Joyce Brothers once said that there are three things required for happiness:
1. Someone to love
2. Something to do
3. Something to look forward to

Chill out and have another beer.
 
Thanks Ike, MrX and MF.

I mean, I get it all. I really do. And consolation is that LITERALLY quadrillions of people have experienced something that I, and all I care about have coming.

So relax champ. You're not special.

But still....
 
Lexapro. It saved me. I had to switch to Cymbalta because the Lexapro stopped working. They said it happens sometimes. I wouldn't recommend Cymbalta if you can go a different way, it has some pretty nasty and long lasting side effects when you choose to get off of it. I finally admitted that I had to do something drastic when I was convinced that I was dragging Mr. X down and he'd be much happier with a more well adjusted girl. I was actually picking out women for him in my head. I think I wrote about it all somewhere around here. Alot of OCD thinking and darkness.

I didn't want to get on anything. It makes me upset to think that there is something wrong with my brain that's out of my control. The alcohol and drugs that I choose....that was a different story. I alter my mind on my terms goddamnit.

I'm off of it all after a few years and am better for it. I had a doctor a while ago tell me that just being on a drug like this for a short time can have long lasting effects because it retrains the pathways of your brain. It just won't default to death and destruction automatically since they're will be a different path to follow instead of chugging down the well worn, deep set ruts of misery. Through my experience, the theory seemed to hold water.

I think alot of this is just a reaction to the unnaturalness of how we live. So, it's probably pretty normal to be this fucked up, but who wants to live this way or alternately give up the internet, tv, cars, junk food, artificial light...... We're just big monkeys. We're supposed to be hanging out in a small tribe grooming each other and eating grass and leaves all day.

So, my two cents. I feel your pain. Let me know if you need anymore info, want to talk about it more, or just want to call me a Fag. I'm always here.
 
Lexapro. It saved me. I had to switch to Cymbalta because the Lexapro stopped working. They said it happens sometimes. I wouldn't recommend Cymbalta if you can go a different way, it has some pretty nasty and long lasting side effects when you choose to get off of it. I finally admitted that I had to do something drastic when I was convinced that I was dragging Mr. X down and he'd be much happier with a more well adjusted girl. I was actually picking out women for him in my head. I think I wrote about it all somewhere around here. Alot of OCD thinking and darkness.

I didn't want to get on anything. It makes me upset to think that there is something wrong with my brain that's out of my control. The alcohol and drugs that I choose....that was a different story. I alter my mind on my terms goddamnit.

I'm off of it all after a few years and am better for it. I had a doctor a while ago tell me that just being on a drug like this for a short time can have long lasting effects because it retrains the pathways of your brain. It just won't default to death and destruction automatically since they're will be a different path to follow instead of chugging down the well worn, deep set ruts of misery. Through my experience, the theory seemed to hold water.

I think alot of this is just a reaction to the unnaturalness of how we live. So, it's probably pretty normal to be this fucked up, but who wants to live this way or alternately give up the internet, tv, cars, junk food, artificial light...... We're just big monkeys. We're supposed to be hanging out in a small tribe grooming each other and eating grass and leaves all day.

So, my two cents. I feel your pain. Let me know if you need anymore info, want to talk about it more, or just want to call me a Fag. I'm always here.

Fag.
 
As you get older things change and what you think about changes.

I've heard many people older than me say that they feel like the best part is the second half.

I have heard that from two different people over the last year. I can't help but wonder if that is the truth or if it is a truth being sold to them. Is life really better when your body is falling apart (doesn't matter how well you take care of yourself) or when everyone around you starts dying?

Unlike my cohort, I take the stance that this is all part of the process. If we dwell on death and aging too often and fail to enjoy fun times as well as the stagnant times, we are already dead.