With antidepressants you'll have the motivation to get out more and it'll balance itself out. Don't let the delusions of depression win over your own happiness.
On occasion, yes. It's enough that I skip out on meals and melt down for hours on end. It usually takes a few days at best and a few weeks at worst to get over.
I suppose I gotta talk with the shrink about it. I'd like to find a way to get out of the deep black pit of misery, I sometimes launch myself into unwillingly.
It’s worth it. One of my ferrets needs twice daily meds and he is not a fan. The stronger and healthier he gets the more he fights
and he’s gotten fat (thankfully!) so I can’t really scruff him. 
Is he doing that cute thing where he shakes his head repeatedly trying to get the drops out of his ear canal? With the not-so-cute side effect of ear gunk flying everywhere?
Just remembered how it was with my cat.
Sunday he shook his head around and one of the drops shot out of his ear right into my eye. Burnt like hell. Now I rub his ears into his head when he pulls away.Is he doing that cute thing where he shakes his head repeatedly trying to get the drops out of his ear canal? With the not-so-cute side effect of ear gunk flying everywhere?
Anybody else imagine that the flap of their ears is the sound of their little peanut brain rattling around or just me?
I feel this way about foreigners in general. Fucking H1Bs.
As someone trying to find a job and then interning at a few high-profile places, how do anyone get a job? "Outlook and Office" are fucking primary requirements in most of these and it mostly just entails being able to send mails. I've seen newly hired directors sit on their ass unable to do anything. The "experience working-since-18s" unable to wrap their head around what code for a website even means. And they're the ones getting the jobs I apply for, not for lack of a good and personal resume and writing myself into every gig without AI. I feel like my genuine drive to grind and learn is just put aside cause 'uhh hole in resume despite 5 years at uni' at least proving I'm capable.
I don't either, it's funny though. Every time I wake up it's like holy fuck this is awful, why is living this bad?
Laughter is good cope at times, even in the most miserable of situations you can try and find a way to laugh.
Pretty much the same on my end but it's a bit more like suicide would just be another pointless deed in a life already filled with pointless shit and requires too much effort. Plus i still got a couple of people who depend on me being alive, i just don't have it in me to fuck them over like that.
That's the spirit.
Overheard that the tweaker girl living below them ratted him out, a person that brought the cops in this house more times than i can count. It's like having your own private theater in your house, wish i could chose the times of the showings, though, sometimes they're at it at 3AM in the morning. I swear this house is built on a jewish cemetary or something, absolutely cursed. It's always, always my house where this happens, never in the neighbouring ones.
