'Cause women can be cruel . . .

[desperadonate]

Apparently getting the courage to talk to women and the inginuity to come up with a fun, original idea is only half the battle, if that. The other half is actually getting the girl to show up after she's already agreed to the fun, original idea. Sure, it happens to every one - the phone call 5 minutes before saying "I can't make it, I have to do

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[gianttoe]

Could be worse. You could feel like the entire world is moving on without you and leaving you in the dust, all your friends laughing and playing while you're trying to find a reason to wake up in the morning after falling asleep on the couch again and again because you just don't feel like you deserve the bed in the room that you worked so hard to keep only to have that sense of home ripped away from you by the simple fact that you are restricted to what you can and can't do simply because other people are around and want to do something that will make them happy and keep them smiling like always while you fall away into nothingness which could be avoided if you just had the strength to, for once, stand up and declare what you want and need and grab what you need and you want from the God that had so long ago turned His back on you and left you to face life alone and depressed

[desperadonate]

You're right, my life could be worse, and right now you probably do have it rougher than I do. Then again, so could your's. You could be litterally homeless, unemployed, termilanlly ill, or a in host of other unfortunate circumstances. Was I caught up in the little things and wallowing in a sty of self pity? Absolutely, but so are you

[gianttoe]

Thank you for the sentiment, but I don't believe I actually said I was having a problem. All I noted was how things could be and how much harder that would be. I'm not wallowing in any kind of sty of self pitty. I'm not pittying myself or wanting others to pitty me. I don't post on a live journal for such a reason. When I do post, I make things cryptic enough for no one to understand, but ventful enough to get things off my chest. I don't want people to sit back and look at me and think, "Steven needs help...How can I help him?" I'd rather have people look at me and say, "Yeah, he's going to be alright. Even all this weight won't keep him down." And the weight won't keep me down. Sure, times are tough, but they've been tougher. I've gone through much worse than I am in right now and I know I will get through. Sure, there will be times when I'm grouchy or anxious to the point of an attack, but I've gone through worse and I'll be fine. We have dry spells in our lives and I'm in one right now, but I'm not here for long. As

[desperadonate]

. .. okay, so now I feel a little foolish. I guess the way my mind works is just a little . . .different, and I sometimes percieve things differently and get mixed up easily. However, you didn't say "At least you're not dying over and over again every moment you crawl through life on burning coals.", you said stuff that, if you go back and look at it, could be constrewed as personal stuff (sleeping on the couch, people who control what you want to do, ect). This coupled with the fact that you have been rather depressed the past few days made me think that you were really upset about something.

Anyhow, even though I may have misinterpreted what you said, I ment what I said in my response. Take it as a pre-emptive pep talk should you need it ;p

Just do me a favor next time and spell things out a little more clearly, since I have this tendency to get mixed up. It really bothers me when I do things like this because it shows my dissabilities and makes me feel really self concious and embarassed . . .so . . .yeah . ..