You are a superhero! You're SUPER FRIEND! Able to leap tall tales in a single "bullshit"...faster than a drag queen in high heels...and always able to make me feel the absolute best about myself (love ya Ian).
Actually, I've considered seeking psychiatric counsel, but I dunno, I usually find venting my emotions in various ways (journaling, physical activity, singing, taking some valuable alone time) makes me feel better. The above post sounds really miserable, but after writing it and reading it over, I don't feel as I did so much. I generally have little problem expressing myself, and that's generally what most people who need psychiatrists have problems with, so I've found. Could be wrong though
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Well, there are always going to be problems. I'll always need to vent. If it's not current problems, it's future problems. Psychiatrists are great, but they are mainly needed when one is unable to deal with or solve one's own problems. I can deal with my problems. Yeah, I get down about things sometimes. Sometimes, I get down about them for long periods of time. But hey, I get over it, I'm nowhere near suicide or any other kind of self-destructive tendencies, and I really do try to take knowledge from these situations and learn how to apply it to my life. Everything happens for a reason.
First off, it's difficult at best when half your friends and half your activities are "gay". And I don't mean homosexual. I mean "gay", as in lifestyle, not as in that small percentage of you that is the boy-liking part versus the greater part of you who is so much fucking more. You're summering in a gay ghetto. I love Provincetown, I ache for it, yearn for it, but not because of the gays. Not really. I like the nuances, the art, the gardens, the throngs of people in season and the deathly silence off-season. I like the Atlantic. I like the bay. I like the lighthouses. Getting nonsensical sex without a shrug is just a given. But I can get that in North Carolina, NYC, Europe, CT, wherever. Pardon me, Ian, but I think the majority of your depression stems from the Gays Of Our Lives
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Yeah, I think you're right on that one. I dunno, I'm just not enjoying P-Town like I did last year. I find myself very apathetic about everything concerning activites that I usually enjoy, such as clubbing, shopping, and the other "gay" things around here. Since I'm so disinterested in hooking up with anyone, that's yet another "attraction" of P-Town that I am not enjoying. Perhaps I'm just in the wrong place for the summer... or, perhaps I can go find some non-gay activities. I love the galleries, I haven't been to the beach yet, and maybe I'll even take the dune tour or see the monument.
Brandon, you are fabulous, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.
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Do NOT let me forget to put that quote in Funniest Quotes of the Week next week!
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That's my outlook on it, anyway.
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Brandon, you are fabulous, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.
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