I thought it was time I actually contributed something, and not too long ago I realized something that helped me immensely, so I'd like to share it.
There was a girl I was really into, but her actions had gotten so intolerable I realized that I would be sacrificing my self-respect if I stayed with her any longer, so I broke up with her. It felt like it was the only choice, and I still believe it was.
But it still hurt really bad to do it. The next day, I was all alone all day long, and I was so depressed I was afraid to talk to anyone, because I didn't feel like I could function like a regular human being. So I spent the whole day alone, wallowing in depression.
I work third shift, and I had to work that night, and two hours before, I was considering calling in because I thought there was no way I would be able to work in my condition. But I went anyway. When I got there, my boss and coworkers were asking me what was wrong, and all I could do was shake my head and say I didn't want to talk about it. But one of them kept talking and joking, and after less than ten minutes I was feeling like a human being again, actually smiling. After a night's work, I was still a little upset, but the human contact had worked wonders.
So what I'm trying to say is, if you're one of those people who lets things get to you, and it's hard to shake it off, the best thing to do is the last thing you want to do: get out there among people. When you start interacting with others, you see that the thing that got you depressed is the exception, not the rule. And that your life will still go on.
If you get depressed, fight it as hard as you can. Feeling sorry for yourself is the easiest thing in the world. That should be a warning light. If something comes that easy, it's probably not good for you.
There was a girl I was really into, but her actions had gotten so intolerable I realized that I would be sacrificing my self-respect if I stayed with her any longer, so I broke up with her. It felt like it was the only choice, and I still believe it was.
But it still hurt really bad to do it. The next day, I was all alone all day long, and I was so depressed I was afraid to talk to anyone, because I didn't feel like I could function like a regular human being. So I spent the whole day alone, wallowing in depression.
I work third shift, and I had to work that night, and two hours before, I was considering calling in because I thought there was no way I would be able to work in my condition. But I went anyway. When I got there, my boss and coworkers were asking me what was wrong, and all I could do was shake my head and say I didn't want to talk about it. But one of them kept talking and joking, and after less than ten minutes I was feeling like a human being again, actually smiling. After a night's work, I was still a little upset, but the human contact had worked wonders.
So what I'm trying to say is, if you're one of those people who lets things get to you, and it's hard to shake it off, the best thing to do is the last thing you want to do: get out there among people. When you start interacting with others, you see that the thing that got you depressed is the exception, not the rule. And that your life will still go on.
If you get depressed, fight it as hard as you can. Feeling sorry for yourself is the easiest thing in the world. That should be a warning light. If something comes that easy, it's probably not good for you.