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I’m depressed for many reasons and for no reason at all. Once I say out loud the reasons that make me depressed I find out how they’re so stupid for me to be depressed. Maybe I’m depressed because I do not have a real reason to be, or maybe because it’s so easy to just be depressed and lazy and listening to sad music and watching comedy like Family Guy. It’s just much easier than to work hard and prove myself, which is what would take me out of depression and I know it. But somehow I mock hard workers and find that they are too naive and spend too much effort for nothing; I mean one day they’ll also be depressed, and all that hard work is useless.

Sometimes I’m depressed because when I look back at my life, I find a person who doesn’t take his life seriously, someone weak, stupid and just pathetic. So I stop looking back at my life, maybe because I don’t dare, it just makes it worse. Maybe the way out of depression is to stop looking back at your life and just going for the future. But where does the future lead me, and would I be any happier there, what if I make mistakes and make it worse? Will I be stuck for the rest of my life in my place between “what” and “if?”. I know I should do something about it.

Sometimes I think maybe I got some sort of mental disorder and that’s why I’m like this. But I heard medications just make it worse, and even the evidence that there’s such thing as a mental disorder is none. But what if mental disorders do exist, does that mean happiness is just a matter of genetics? Luck? Some people get to be happy while others are doomed to depression for their lives?

Maybe I’m just weak, and unsuccessful, maybe that’s why some people end up homeless and living in the streets, because they’re like me. they just are, and I just am.

On the other hand, when I worked hard and tried to accomplish things and just be honest and friendly with people, I got to be happy, and also got to be sad, but I was able to accept that and move on. But when I do that, I end up doing stupid mistakes which make me depressed in the first place. Maybe that’s why I prefer to stop and not take any other steps, so I wont regret them. Maybe if I don’t act, I wont be surprised when any bad thing happens.

People relate to each other when they talk about depression, however uncommon their experiences are. I hope you related to mine, if not, then I’m just different than everybody else…

After reading this article in the paper http://www.theage.com.au/technology/technology-news/i-used-to-be-outgoing-now-im-paranoid-charged-teen-20110723-1hue7.html, it’s about a teenager who got sent a picture of a few topless, under age girls. A couple of months later, the police took his phone and computer off him to prove his innocents for a girl claiming he attacked her.

Police found the image sent in the past, charged him for possessing child porn and put him on the sex-offenders list for 8 years.

What sort of world do we live in where criminals get off scot free, while an innocent person has his life destroyed – as he now faces depression.

So for all those teenage girls, if you want to get back at your ex-boyfriend, take a photo of yourself, call the cops and tell them that your ex-boyfriend has child porn, then send him the image.

If he hurts you, he will get a slap on the risks, send him a topless photo and he’ll go to Jail.

So, I wanted to meet my friends in the next suburb, and my parents wouldn’t take me, so I had to catch the bus which my brother gave me directions on what to do. So I hoped on the bus, only to realised it’s going the wrong way. Opps. So the bus driver said to hop off here, and another bus will come a long soon and take you back.

So I waited for the bus. One eventually came and I hoped on. It was the bus same driver on the way back. So she took me to the trainstation where I would catch the train to my final destination and meet my friend. The train was delayed, so we decided to catch the bus. Found the bus, hoped on, and it was the same driver again. She said, yes, I am going to where you want to go.

So, I caught the bus three times to get to my destination, and it was the same bus the whole time. Man I make things harder than it actually is.

I have a shower every night at 7pm, and today I found out that my neighbours next door or place a bet on what song I sing. Was a really embarrassing conversation. I’ve been singing in the shower my whole life, speak to my neighbours all the time, but they never said, until 5 years later, they gamble on me.

Trying really hard to hold my clothes while getting dressed in a public toilet, not to drop them on the floor, I slipped and fell in a pile of pee from someone who missed the toilet.

Most people spend hours getting ready for a school formal in there home. Guess where I got ready, and had a shower? In the public toilet of a petrol station, 5 min down the road from the venue.

Today I learned not to throw patrol on a burning fire. It does end that well.

Don’t you just hate it when you are having fun on your break, only to release that you forget to do something really important for work, and then get fired. Big mortgage, not income. F*$#

My daughter just came up to me and asked, can you teach me to have sex.

Um… No – ask your boyfriend, that’s something a father should never teach his daughter

I am newly wed, and my husband had a fight with me twice in month. After some arguments he slapped me so hard I was really mad. He than force me to have sex just after he hurt me and he hold me hard the fuck up and fuck he fucked me like a wild animal. I tried to kick him, but he bit me.

I just started a campaign to make child porn legal everywhere in the world.