Ever since I returned to work, I’ve been feeling what some call the winter blues. The lack of sunlight, the desolate look of the area I live in, not hearing back from people I wish I could hear from while having to deal with annoying people I don’t want to talk to (Such as a friend who stupidly left his credit card in a reader and I had to drive him back where he left it because he doesn’t have his own car.), the lack of feedback on my creative projects despite apparently doing what people wanted me to do with them, and getting constant coughing as well as mucus hocking spells is making me feel blue indeed.
My mind is going down all sorts of scary paths because of this. I am sad I still haven’t heard back from my new friend and my mind is telling me that it was just the universe once again playing me for a fool. My younger brother and my sister in-law had a new baby while I can’t even get a coffee date and others don’t want me to have a romantic relationship because I am apparently a “misogynist” or a “creep/incel” despite how they don’t provide any evidence. I signed up for college even though I am anxious about returning and feel like I will probably get bullied and excommunicated because that’s been my life pattern since last year. I feel like I either might die due to having so much stress piling on me or I will finally truly commit suicide so I can escape this vicious cycle I’ve been ensnared by since 2005.
My mind is going down all sorts of scary paths because of this. I am sad I still haven’t heard back from my new friend and my mind is telling me that it was just the universe once again playing me for a fool. My younger brother and my sister in-law had a new baby while I can’t even get a coffee date and others don’t want me to have a romantic relationship because I am apparently a “misogynist” or a “creep/incel” despite how they don’t provide any evidence. I signed up for college even though I am anxious about returning and feel like I will probably get bullied and excommunicated because that’s been my life pattern since last year. I feel like I either might die due to having so much stress piling on me or I will finally truly commit suicide so I can escape this vicious cycle I’ve been ensnared by since 2005.