Daze Days

Stop glorifying depression. Enough with the helplessness and the loss of hope. Drop it with the worthlessness and lack of any self-confidence/esteem. Quit basking in your misery. Just stop it. Do something. Do literally anything. Just stop and get the fuck out of that lonely mental crater you've crawled into. Change your thoughts to something else, even if just for a moment, quit wallowing in self pity. Think about whatever the fuck you want. I don't care. Just give yourself an objective. Get the fuck up. And now walk towards it. Don't look anywhere else. Don't even think about anything else. Just keep your mind busy with the task until you've completed it. Done? Nah son. Pat yourself on the back. You did something. But more importantly, look around. Fix your sights on the next objective. Now march. Rinse. Repeat. Keep going. Along the way: Be open to Learn. Learn to care. Learn to be genuine. Learn to be open, honest, and assertive. Learn to acknowledge, accept, and internalize the sincerity of others. Learn to appreciate the environment, the people, and the chance you have to live in the present moment. Next thing you know, you're moving out of the crater of your mind and into the flow of the world. Adapt. Move. Create. Don't stagnate. Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about anything else while you're doing it. Just. Do. It. It's ok to be scared or to falter. It's ok to be sad and to cry. But at least be honest to yourself. At least feel something real. At least acknowledge those feelings so you can move the fuck on. Learn from them. Because it's not ok to give up, and it's not ok to stay down. Quit whining. Life's fucking tough. Big whoop. This is your chance to make the most of it so get the fuck out of here with your despair and start crawling maggot. Then take your first steps and start walking. Next thing you know you'll be running to death's door, a happy fool who will at least have had the pleasure of having done their best and having had a good time of it. It's all up to you. You alone. So do it. You gonna cry until you die or are you gonna party and go down guns blazing? What's it gonna be? You mad? You wanna fight me? Then get the fuck up and do it. Just do something. But don't you ever bitch about being incapable, about being weak, about being worthless because you have the power and responsibility not to be. The only people who deserve to complain are those who are on the brink of death through no fault of their own. And you know what? We don't ever hear their voices because we have turned a blind eye to real suffering. All we hear now is your cries of "poor me, poor me". Shut the fuck up. Get up off your ass. Start walking. That's all there is to it. No more. Stop reading. Go. Do it. Just fucking do it. - "Do what?" live, asshole :) P.S. It's ok to say when it's getting to be too much. It's ok to express your emotions. Be true to yourself. Then get help. Change plans. Regroup. Refocus. Retry. Your happiness is in your own hands. Don't make it someone else's problem unless they're responsible for you, in which case graciously accept all the help you can get. P.P.S. Don't get butthurt. Obviously this doesn't apply to everybody. But think about it for a second before you declare war on me, because if you're about to complain, you're likely exactly the kind of person I'm talking about. But maybe you're not. What the fuck do I know. It's not like you read this far anyway, right? If you did, then maybe you should ask yourself why that is.