It amazes me how easily the mind is corrupted by depression. Everything can be going along just fine and there are no obvious reasons to feel like shit and yet all of a sudden- you feel like shit. It's so crazy. Psychologists have tried to explain away depression and other mental disabilities by linking them to hormones and brain receptors, but I feel that such diseases wreak havoc on a much deeper metaphysical level that we have no hope of quantifying.
It blows me away how I can be doing fine and then have my whole day fucked up by one stupid little thing that irritates me. It's beyond comprehension! Or how I can be doing fine and then hear that a friend is going through a rough time and fall into gloom and melancholy. That's why I only watch sad movies when I'm sad- because I'd rather not think about committing suicide all day because fucking Neil had to kill himself!
Maybe it's just me (quite often that seems to be the case). Maybe I'm just overly sensitive and little, stupid things get to me when they shouldn't. I really doubt it though. A lot of my friends have been going through the same kind of stuff lately- depression and angst brought on suddenly without much cause and what not. Maybe we're just young. I really doubt it though because it seems that adults struggle as well. Maybe it's just a part of life that we have to live with, as inevitable and typical as the rising sun, or the changing seasons, or death. Ya, it's probably that. I'm going to go watch Dead Poets Society again...
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