You ever have days where you just feel sad without meaning to and without proper cause?
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You ever have days where you just feel sad without meaning to and without proper cause?
You ever have days where you just feel sad without meaning to and without proper cause?
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Yes. I just take a day off ,eat a huge meal, jack off and sleep
it's called boredom moron, go lift.
Basically yes. It's because there's nothing natural about sitting completely still, reading all day. Of course your entire being is sending you the "something is wrong" signal if your existence is just moping around, reading the works of authors who moped around, writing about fake people moping around. All because they didn't touch grass.
This is not it. It's completely normal and natural to have blue days or moments. I'd argue t's healthy to have a day or two like this each year as it helps you process certain emotions that you may have been suppressing.
There is another kind of day? Why didn't anyone tell me?
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Just push the glock button.
But I don't own any hand grenades.
No I have never once felt like this and it is extremely unusual that you do, you are likely autistic or schizo and should take your meds.
just read sylvia plath diaries to be properly ~ s a d ~
this happens to me very often, at least once or twice a week
for me, i find that doing something productive like running errands or going outside to get fresh air and cloudwatching seems to make it to away... temporarily
>go* away
Why don't we have /sad/ general where we can be Sad™
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You need to be lit about it. Anatomy of Melancholy general or group read. Get a copy, read and start posting.
Rave scene pretty much sucked and more often then not was what that picture shows, whole lot of people standing around doing nothing. Slam dancing and moshing were more fun, there are no spectators in a mosh pit.
LITERATURE DAMMIT
i wish i still got sad. now that i'm old i just don't care. the most emotional i get is kind of annoyed if some guy at work is being annoying. that's about it. being annoyed isn't really a real emotion though.
No, I always know why I'm sad. The knowledge always drives me mad because I can't do anything about it other than stop caring.
Most days, my IQfy bro, and it only gets worse from here, but my brain has never grown at a higher speed than now I've realized the world is a terrible illusion of never ending change.
i missed the chance in the 90s to take a lot of drugs and dance around like this
Yeah but then I take a trip to IQfy and I remember that trans lives matter and I'm happy.
Totally get this feeling. It’s like a lack of meaning. I realise that video games, movies, fiction reading, much of it is a huge cope, outsourcing adventures I wish I could be on. Then I watch porn to substitute the feeling of connection and sleep. I’ve quit porn and have opted to focus on this feeling head on. I figure that if I can earn money, exercise, read whatever I find interesting and just keep trucking along, I’ll be alright. At least I’m not in perilous or torturous circumstances. I’m not the only man who grapples with this nor will I be the last. Working out really does help subvert this feeling though OP. Even an hour walk can help.
Every day, but sundays in particular. I unironically blame the society, human population should be drastically reduced
More lit than Stone Toss. Not that this is saying much.
If you want to have a nice day so bad do it bitcb pussg nogga homosexual, also post about literature if you want meaning thatd be really helpful for us all 🙂
I am lured by faraway distances, the immense void I project upon the world. A feeling of emptiness grows in me; it infiltrates my body like a light and impalpable fluid. In its progress, like a dilation into infinity, I perceive the mysterious presence of the most contradictory feelings ever to inhabit a human soul. I am simultaneously happy and unhappy, exalted and depressed, overcome by both pleasure and despair in the most contradictory harmonies. I am so cheerful and yet so sad that my tears reflect at once both heaven and earth. If only for the joy of my sadness, I wish there were no death on this earth.
No because everyday I wake up with a certain life.