hung drummer guy
August 2nd, 2013, 12:50 AM
I don't see a reason for life anymore. I used to. "be prosperous and fruitful." Help others and be a ray of sunshine on earth. Fantastic. Now that I'm just a walking, smiling shoulder (to cry/laugh on) who do I go to for advice or help?
I have struggled with depression for years now, 7 or 8 years now, and I was first diagnosed after my parents divorce. Since then, I've helped people, I've hurt people, I've lied, cheated, and stolen. I've lived, laughed, and loved. I'm just at a point in my life where I don't know what's left to do, and I don't really care what happens anymore.
My mom sits at home when she's not working, shopping, or at the bar, and just lets life slip off her shoulders. My dad disowned me because I'm gay, and hasn't spoken to me in a long time. My sister is morbidly obese (14, and almost 200lbs!) is a lying, thieving, and arrogant little snob. I basically fend for myself, unless mom asks if I need anything from the store, which typically I just say deodorant and a milky way.
I have three friends, all older than me, all assholes who like to fight about everything, and put me in the middle, then complain about my answer etc...
Basically they don't know how to just let be. but I don't get involved I just sit by and let them argue, I hate conflict.
school's a bust. I don't really try because I already know everything they want to teach me, I ace quizzes and exams, but not a lot of outside work, so people accuse me of being an unintelligent cheater.
I've been single for years. the one that got away did just that.. I kept trying and looking, but I eventually just stopped caring. Could be because I live in a small farm town, where diesel trucks and rebel flags paint every fcking street...
I'm stuck working at mcdonalds, because its all that's here in town, and I can't drive to work anywhere else. On top of that, almost none of the managers are professional, and being in this small town, I feel like my employments gonna end soon...
Music has been my only friend in my life. its never failed me, its never turned on me, its never not been there for me. I can play several instruments, including drums, percussion, guitar, bass, piano, and harmonic. I was in my school's marching band until this past year, when the director started getting a big head and started making music NOT fun.
I don't like doctors, or offices, or hospitals.. nothing like that. I flip. I close up. I don't talk. I don't trust people like that. that get paid to sit there and judge and "evaluate" you and your mental health.
I've been off Seroquel and Xanax for years, and with that has come emotional backlash, anxiety, and uncontrollable manic depression. in the past I've used marijuana to help with that, and it does, at least for me. But I had to stop that because its illegal and frowned upon. (though drunken teenage bonfires can be posted on facebook...)
For people who say "just follow the music," bullshit. the music industry is fucked. Nothing in todays music needs talent anymore. just a lot of lights, makeup, electronics, and bass. America. Got. Retarded. (I'm sorry, music is the one subject I get cynical about)
All in all, im just kinda fed up with everything right now, it's a lot to juggle on a daily basis, but that fact that I CAN, shows I can push on, I just kinda needed to rant and actually talk to people, which honestly, I never run into anyone who wants ME to talk to THEM. Its typically the other way around.
I have struggled with depression for years now, 7 or 8 years now, and I was first diagnosed after my parents divorce. Since then, I've helped people, I've hurt people, I've lied, cheated, and stolen. I've lived, laughed, and loved. I'm just at a point in my life where I don't know what's left to do, and I don't really care what happens anymore.
My mom sits at home when she's not working, shopping, or at the bar, and just lets life slip off her shoulders. My dad disowned me because I'm gay, and hasn't spoken to me in a long time. My sister is morbidly obese (14, and almost 200lbs!) is a lying, thieving, and arrogant little snob. I basically fend for myself, unless mom asks if I need anything from the store, which typically I just say deodorant and a milky way.
I have three friends, all older than me, all assholes who like to fight about everything, and put me in the middle, then complain about my answer etc...
Basically they don't know how to just let be. but I don't get involved I just sit by and let them argue, I hate conflict.
school's a bust. I don't really try because I already know everything they want to teach me, I ace quizzes and exams, but not a lot of outside work, so people accuse me of being an unintelligent cheater.
I've been single for years. the one that got away did just that.. I kept trying and looking, but I eventually just stopped caring. Could be because I live in a small farm town, where diesel trucks and rebel flags paint every fcking street...
I'm stuck working at mcdonalds, because its all that's here in town, and I can't drive to work anywhere else. On top of that, almost none of the managers are professional, and being in this small town, I feel like my employments gonna end soon...
Music has been my only friend in my life. its never failed me, its never turned on me, its never not been there for me. I can play several instruments, including drums, percussion, guitar, bass, piano, and harmonic. I was in my school's marching band until this past year, when the director started getting a big head and started making music NOT fun.
I don't like doctors, or offices, or hospitals.. nothing like that. I flip. I close up. I don't talk. I don't trust people like that. that get paid to sit there and judge and "evaluate" you and your mental health.
I've been off Seroquel and Xanax for years, and with that has come emotional backlash, anxiety, and uncontrollable manic depression. in the past I've used marijuana to help with that, and it does, at least for me. But I had to stop that because its illegal and frowned upon. (though drunken teenage bonfires can be posted on facebook...)
For people who say "just follow the music," bullshit. the music industry is fucked. Nothing in todays music needs talent anymore. just a lot of lights, makeup, electronics, and bass. America. Got. Retarded. (I'm sorry, music is the one subject I get cynical about)
All in all, im just kinda fed up with everything right now, it's a lot to juggle on a daily basis, but that fact that I CAN, shows I can push on, I just kinda needed to rant and actually talk to people, which honestly, I never run into anyone who wants ME to talk to THEM. Its typically the other way around.