Okay, being sick AND having a bad back is officially the shittest thing ever, Everyone time I cough or sneeze it feels like someone is trying to rip me in half and thats not as fun as you might think. I kinda know what Jazz felt like (if you get this reference, love ya). On another note, i had a really good day yesterday then still felt shitty before bedtime. Not only was this quite an achievement and I am not sure if i had a right to feel shitty. I love my mates to bits okay? I have just gotten bored shitless of doing the same damn thing every time we meet up, which is get drunk, grab a pizza and go home with a club or pub involved somewhere. Its not that I don't like hanging out with them, its just i don't see getting pissed for the sake of it a fun night out. I would much rather have a drink or two in a quieter pub and really talk about stuff then go home early rather than just play banter-tennis all night until your too drunk to form a sentence. Does this make me an asshole? A friend said I had no right to be depressed as I am healthy, good looking, have great mates and a good standard of living, and on paper she is right so I'm not sure if I am just being an arsehole or not.
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Anguz, the last thing you are is an asshole. Listen to DelaneyJae. She knows what she's talking about.
And as for your "mate" saying that you've no right to be depressed because you're healthy (good), good looking (god, yes), have great mates (well, yes but...), and have a good standard of living (what, well off people can't be sad?) doesn't mean that you can't be depressed. Often, depression isn't related to your actual surroundings. Often it's related to a chemical imbalance or to something that you haven't addressed in your life. Just because everthing "on paper" looks good does not mean that there's nothing wrong OFF the page, you know?
And I don't mean this to sound like your mates are not good mates. If you chose them, then it's clear to me that they have a lot of good inside of them. It's just that it's rarely as simple as that. People who suffer from depression walk all the walks of life and range in degrees of creature comforts. That's not what depression is about. If you're depressed, there's a reason. Maybe not one that your friend can easily discern. Maybe not even a reason that you are aware of. But there IS a reason. We do not feel things in a vacuum. There's a cause for every effect. For every feeling there's a source. You just have to find it. I know that you will. I have faith in my friends. I have faith in you.
I think you have every right to want a quieter night at a pub, enjoying the company of your mates in a way that you just can't at a club. It's a different atmosphere. One that I don't think we get to enjoy in this crazy paced world. I think what you suggested sounds lush.
So, in short (which wasn't all that short, was it?), you're not an asshole. No way. You're a good guy. One that I'm really happy to have met.
Hope you find your source soon.
Oh, and I got the Transformers reference too...