Saturday, December 17, 2016

The Urge

The will to live has walked out of my life again. The arts, travel, adventure, love, hope and passion have left me. I am in battle again, I have lost the stimuli to search out why I should continue to live. In fact I am exhausted; tired of living. There was a point in my life when I decided to die, but I held myself back due to curiosity, I wanted to know what would have happened to me in the future. So I continued to live and found out a few good things. But it’s back. I reached out to pursue my dreams of travel and immersion of arts and culture. I got so close to moving out of this country, and into Europe, I was happy, excited and in quite disbelief that I was actually going back to the continent known for it’s history, arts and most beautiful architecture. I thought, finally I have been a good person, I am a good student, I have made my parents proud, finally I get to do something that I really want to do… travel.
It was due to some system error from the university that I had to delay my departure to Europe. I delayed my entry once, and now a second time. The delaying caused me much pain, and now it seems I might not even attend university in Europe. The deferment of adventure killed me, I have been waiting my entire life to do something that I actually liked. I’ve suppressed many emotions, and I have suppressed my passions because they were frowned upon. Well here I am, I am trying hard to bring myself to life again.
We are entering the end of another year and all I have to say, is that all I have done is nothing but work and some schooling. This is what I was afraid of becoming - barren, with little sign of life within and with little desire to have an adventure. I am actually planning on going to Scotland by myself for about a month or two. I casually ran this through my mom and she said jokingly to take her in one of my suitcases, so that is my plan. I have some research to do because I want to see the northern lights and there are a lot of places that are amazing in Scotland. I don't think I would need a visa to stay for a month in Scotland but I will have to double check on that. I also wanted to go to Amsterdam, they have a Van Gogh museum there that looks amazing. I don't know if I'd be heading down to the Netherlands though because of expenses and time. I think this trip might be reserved for Scotland and maybe Ireland or England. I am somewhat excited to take this trip I think it might do me well.
Meanwhile I am stuck in California which isn't bad it's just that I haven't taken a trip or gone to the beach in a long time. So my sister and I are currently planning a vacation to Las Vegas and Area 51 or Big Bear. So we will see I actually don't mind where we go as long as I get out of this routine. As with all things lots of planning has to happen for the solo trip to Scotland and the trip to Nevada or snowy Big Bear, California. Bad thing is that I would have to be the one to drive up the mountain to Big Bear and its snows there so we would have to use chains for the tires. I actually don't know if I would be able to drive up there I remember we went about 8 years ago and the snow was already melting and even then we needed chains. So yea, everyone wants to go to a National Park in January but it's snowing by then, even Yosemite was freezing in the summer nights through the mornings. I think I would feel more comfortable driving to Vegas.

About the my life currently; well I have or am undergoing a major transition right now. I have decided to let go of the people who are negative in my life. So I did and now I don't feel so stressed, I feel more peaceful. The thing is that sometimes I keep getting short attacks and spurs of anxiety and panic. Just yesterday I wished death upon myself and I felt like I did back when I was really mentally messed up. As for right now, I don't feel any reason why to continue to live because I feel nothing. I think about things that I used to really enjoy like music, Europe, travel and shopping but it doesn't bring any emotion or feeling to myself. I think I am dying, I am scared of this because I think it might be hard to turn back. Right now I don't have much purpose to my life, I am going to school and I work a lot but that is it. I just drain all of my energy on those two things, I feel like I am not moving forward. I try to tell myself that I do have a purpose and that school and work are stepping stones to moving forward in life. Well I think about it, I think well lets see if I go to school all that is going to do is give me a job that is going to have me stuck in an office or hospital for the majority of my life. I am working and I am gaining more experience in the health field, I am becoming more familiar with symptoms and medications. But that is it, I mean isn't there supposed to be more to this life? I am becoming what I didn't want to become. I've been thinking about it too, life with a job like that and I mean nursing is cool, distracting and interesting but what about my soul? I feel like all of the things that I liked to do are dead. I don't want to continue to live if I am going to become a machine.

So what are these things that cause emotion. People? Travel? I have tried them you know and I am bored to death because they are all the same. People are the same and traveling is just seeing a place that is unique to the eye. I think I know everyone because exposure to different people have no stimulation in me, and travel I think I have seen pictures of the world through media all the time, what difference would it make if I were to see it in person.

I am the same as I have always been, or at least under the eyes of others they always see me as a hard working student and employee. I sometimes get scared because I feel like I am reaching a deeper state of depersonalization. Someone could stab me right now and I wouldn't feel any different.

So this is me trying to live. I am fighting, I know that no one can save me but myself, but what if I don't want to be saved...

I just feel like I should vanish if I don't do anything to change this damn world. There are so many bad things happening to people and yes one person can make a difference. I just don't know what I would do. I feel like, if I am thinking this way and others aren't then maybe it's my duty to do something about it. Maybe I can do something.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

The Immersion of Scotland

Kinda confused about going to Glasgow this September ‘16 vs. next September '17. I was supposed to have gone last September but there was some problem with the registration system.

Right now at this point I feel like I’m being pressured into going to Glasgow. I know last year it was a dream of mine to go, now I feel like it’s turned into something that people have taken from me and turned it into a duty for me to go. I don’t feel mentally stable to go right now. I want to go, but I’ve made the university delay my entry for a year, and I don’t know if that’s a one time thing that they can do, or if I can have them delay again. So I have literally no idea what to do.

I feel like I’m dying again. I’ve been feeling depressed. I know school is impossible to attend while having a mental illness. It’s like an anchor just weighing you down. I don’t know what to do. My dream is dead.

I am thinking right now about going to Glasgow, and I feel pressured. My fuel is will power, and being depressed drains me of it. Happiness is what I strive for, but how can I change my way of thinking? I am an extreme realist and an extreme dreamer. I'd like to think that everyone finds happiness sooner or later. But my realistic view shows me that because of the way I am I might not get the happiness that I want. But I like the way I am. I like making people happy, I love to make people laugh and if I can help get someone out of feeling gloomy then my god you bet I will help.



Monday, May 16, 2016

Short Story

12 cups of coffee should do it. I am so tired and I’ve lost the will to do anything. I can’t let depression get me again but I am a realist. I’ve lost myself again. What was my purpose in life? What pushes people to continue to live? Love and hope. The two things that realists know are extremely impossible to hold. Where do these come from?

Friday, February 19, 2016

Unknown

Why the hell am I keeping myself alive for something that has a low chance of happening?

I can feel my soul die as I age. I’ve become bleak and unmoved by situations that are known to cause emotional and physical responses. For a while I thought the state of being unresponsive to such things would be a blessing. Now I see it’s hell. What point is there to living if one cannot feel? My appreciation towards the arts and music have left me. If I have not that, I have nothing. That’s it, that’s all I have… god why? I can’t go down depression again, that shit doesn’t let you move at all.

There is no point to life in all actuality. We are just temps, filled with all these dreams  and troubles. Fucking regulated by government to fit into social norms. Then we mingle with other people. It’s all downhill from there because when you start to open your eyes, you see that your life is shit, and that you will probably end up unhappy, because the chances of finding or maintaining happiness are so low.

What’s the remedy for keeping yourself alive? Perhaps it’s experience, trying out things that you haven’t; keeping the mind stimulated, interested and curious.
Perhaps.
Perhaps it’s quite frowned upon to desire such things as stimuli. There has always been a list on how to live ones life that isn’t gender biased. It prevents things like following ones dreams. In fact puts shame on people who do try to, calls them dreamers and unrealistic people.

In all fact, am a bored soul, tired of being able to read people. I need something to prove me wrong. Do trust me that I’ve tried different approaches to people. I believe in equality, comfort and understanding. In opposite to bashing, killing and hatred.

This is not a cry for help. I like to call it a form of expression, a release of mentality, strand of hope, a cry for life.

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