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Flubber
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With a view of the Rockies
Aug 2000 time: 22:31
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It sounds like a break -up the way you talk about agreeing to move on . ..
But no matter what it is, the ONLY thing to do is gut it out and try to move on-- You may feel like crap for a while but just try to immerse yourself doing fun things-- I know things will get better.
As for being confused . . . if we are talking about feelings, you will likely be a little confused all your life. There are few certainties out there in interpersonal relationships.
So have fun . . eat. drink. talk to a friend, ride a bike . . . just do something to get on with living
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NeOmega
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Play Pentagenesis Beta!
Feb 2002 time: 21:31
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Stop seeing the shrink. Just a paid friend.... not a real one. He/she'll confuse you with his/her way of thinking.
Basically what I am saying is: "GOOD GOD SON WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM! LOOK AT YOURSELF! STOP BEING SUCH A P**** AND MOVE ON! LIFE IS GONNA GET ALOT HARDER, SO EITHER PUT THE GUN TO YOUR TEMPLE IF YOU CANT HANDLE IT OR MOVE ON!"
And some realistic advice:
Depression feels good. It feels good to give in and be weak, to cry, to feel sorry for yourself. But it is not productive. YOu have to destroy the desire to feel sorry for yourself, or you may never recover. Here is what I did:
It took me a long time, but one day I figured I was prolonging the pain by constantly revisiting, just to feel that familiar pain of my heart bleeding, the memories. It was like an addiction. So I placed a thick rubber band around my wrist. Every time I thought of her... SNAP! Real pain. My wrist was read and welted the first 2 days, and tender, painfully tender. In one week, believe it or not, it was over. After 2.5 years.... Nothing. And within months I was easily back on the prowl. Now with my current G?F, I lok back and see what a little whiny B**** I really was, and am angry at myself for wasting so much of my time when I could have been making the changes to myslef that needed to be made years earlier.
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Q Cubed
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t3h y3ll0w p3ril
Apr 1999 time: 23:31
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the shrink is not my idea. i have to see one as part of the terms of my leave of absence from the university.
soon as i get back to chicago, i'm ditching the shrinks in atlanta, permanently. i don't have one in chicago, outside of my friends, one of whom did graduate with a psych degree.
my depression has little to do with her; this actually doesn't really affect it, either. most of the confusion lies in my mind knowing what is happening, but my heart refusing to accept it. we still have feelings for each other--of course it can work! says the heart; the brain keeps trying to move on, but there's a lasso that keeps dragging it back.
once this sinks in, i suppose i'll be fine, because hopefully by then the mind will have dominated the heart again, as it should...even if it will lead to an ulcer down the line.
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