Random thought for the week: why is talking about the weather such a negative thing? Sure, it's cliche, but hell, sometimes cliches are cliches for a reason: they work.
Example: the weather. Why is it such a conversation starter? For me, several factors play into it. One: it's something everyone understands. Or fails to understand, as the case may be. Which leads to the second factor: humans like to complain. At least, I think so. Seems like most of our topics of conversation are on what we do or don't have, how others don't do things right (government and religon, anyone? Not to mention co-workers), and so on. Plus, we add in the final factor that weather is constantly changing, thus making it interesting. Sure, we can say, "Yeah, that's typical of Seattle" but if that's the case, how are we always so damned surprised or annoyed when it rains for the fifth time that week?
And that's all I got.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Support
So it's time for me to go LiveJournal on this bitch.
I'm depressed. It makes sense for a lot of reasons: I'm almost done with college, I'm taking my first really difficult classes in what seems like forever, I have a family history of it, my friends are graduating this year, I'm not sure what I'm going to do after college, I have a lot on my plate at the moment what with 3 classes, 2 plays (one of which is extremely depressing), a job and a partridge in a pear tree, I've had repeated failures even entering the dating world recently, sometimes I miss China...the list goes on.
And yet, the one thing that I know I should do (seek friends out for support), I can't. Maybe it's because I don't build a lot of friendships in the first place. Well, at least, not outside of certain spheres. I like a lot of people and consider myself "friends" with them...but I never seek interaction outside of specific situations like school, work, plays, etc. It's the way I am; I make no apologies. But you'd think I'd be able to call up some of my closest friends (or hell, even my ROOMMATES whom I do see on a regular basis) and say, "I'm feeling depressed. Can you help me?"
Is it because I'm independent? Do I want to fix all my problems on my own? Or is it because, as per my usual manner, I don't like imposing on people if not absolutely necessary? Not sure. All I know is, I am uncomfortable asking for help in situations like this.
Then here's the fun thing: if I'm not comfortable expressing my feelings in this manner, why the HELL am I writing about it on a blog, probably one of the most public things a person can ever do?
The answer, as far as I can figure it out, is two-fold. Despite the internet telling everyone, it doesn't address anyone specifically. I am, therefore, informing rather than asking for help. A slight distinction, but my mind apparently is making it. The second part...there's no dialogue. It's all me. I don't have to listen to responses unless someone decides to comment, and even then, I can ignore/erase them at my leisure. I have control, something that is important right now.
So yeah, there it is. Thought you should know.
-David
I'm depressed. It makes sense for a lot of reasons: I'm almost done with college, I'm taking my first really difficult classes in what seems like forever, I have a family history of it, my friends are graduating this year, I'm not sure what I'm going to do after college, I have a lot on my plate at the moment what with 3 classes, 2 plays (one of which is extremely depressing), a job and a partridge in a pear tree, I've had repeated failures even entering the dating world recently, sometimes I miss China...the list goes on.
And yet, the one thing that I know I should do (seek friends out for support), I can't. Maybe it's because I don't build a lot of friendships in the first place. Well, at least, not outside of certain spheres. I like a lot of people and consider myself "friends" with them...but I never seek interaction outside of specific situations like school, work, plays, etc. It's the way I am; I make no apologies. But you'd think I'd be able to call up some of my closest friends (or hell, even my ROOMMATES whom I do see on a regular basis) and say, "I'm feeling depressed. Can you help me?"
Is it because I'm independent? Do I want to fix all my problems on my own? Or is it because, as per my usual manner, I don't like imposing on people if not absolutely necessary? Not sure. All I know is, I am uncomfortable asking for help in situations like this.
Then here's the fun thing: if I'm not comfortable expressing my feelings in this manner, why the HELL am I writing about it on a blog, probably one of the most public things a person can ever do?
The answer, as far as I can figure it out, is two-fold. Despite the internet telling everyone, it doesn't address anyone specifically. I am, therefore, informing rather than asking for help. A slight distinction, but my mind apparently is making it. The second part...there's no dialogue. It's all me. I don't have to listen to responses unless someone decides to comment, and even then, I can ignore/erase them at my leisure. I have control, something that is important right now.
So yeah, there it is. Thought you should know.
-David
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