Everything seems like bullshit, even everything I say and think. Inspiring crap makes me cringe. Demotivating crap makes me roll my eyes. I'm sick of feeling this way. I used to be able to look at something or read and just take the meaning of it and roll with it. For months now, I'm skeptical and cynical towards everything. I don't see genuineness in anything anymore. I know that people are just living their lives but we're all animated by similar sets of complete b.s. It's actually a super unpleasant frame of mind and I hate it. I don't know why cool characters tend to be cynical. Being this way is as uncool as it gets. It's actually the making of a complete loser. Maybe it's because a lot of people these days are a little cynical and see themselves in those characters. Yeah J.P.'s probably right. If I was religious I (probably) wouldn't feel this way. I even tried just because I wanted these feelings to stop. But I literally can't believe that any of it is literally true. Only true in his pedantic view of "truth".
But I don't give a shit about J.P. I had a father figure growing up. I know about cleaning my room, keeping your head up and finding a purpose and all this. Hasn't stopped me from being depressed and purposeless(but my room is pretty clean, I'll tell you. Little messy sometimes, but clean). And writing isn't coming to me anymore. This is what really bugs me. But I can't complain because it's actually my fault. I'm not reading enough, I'm barely paying attention to anything going on around me, I'm unmotivated, I'm just smoking weed and drifting off when I'm not at work. I've gone a complete 180 from a year ago when I was literally doing everything possible and getting results. I don't know exactly what happened. I know that the people I was with and the girl I was dating made me feel lonely somehow, felt college was a waste of time, my family also made me feel lonely.. And I just dropped the weights at some point and haven't picked them back up in a long while now. And I'm only 21. I thought feeling this way was supposed to happen way down the line after decades of eating fast food and then your wife divorces you and takes half your shit and your house and whatnot.
It's not over, though. I know that. I can see the writing on the wall, and this isn't going to last. I can't do this forever. I'm definitely done with weed for now. I'm getting the sense that I'm letting it kind of zombify me, which is just making matters worse. Luckily weed is easy to stop. So hopefully things will start to get better.
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