The more I fight the depression the more it fights back it seems the only way to escape it is to completely detach…
The danger is if you detach too much you begin to dissipate, dissociate or dissolve into the abyss of apathy so I’m left crying or staring at the wall wondering if life has any meaning
"wondering if life has any meaning" --- been the same for the last 3 or so years. kinda slowly changing now when I recently learned that my mentor crossed over to the other side. I remembered the times that he gave me challenges beyond my comfort zone, and I feel like wanting to do such challenges willingly now, to honor him and for my own sake.
Nice BL career novel 我把银行卡拍首富脸上[重生]: https://hy-d-ra.blogspot.com/2024/04/chinese-bl-novel-by-i-slapped-my-bank.html (bickering couple :)
Being shy was never your personality it was a trauma response most shy people were actually the most expressive kids and since they were constantly judged and criticised they created shyness as a defence mechanism…
Liking slow novels is a recipe for disappointment. I see plenty of chapters, I read, it's 3 days into the story and there are no more chaps.
But I can't like keep waiting for chapters either, it'll take forever to get significant progress. Why can't some completed novel appeal to me?
And when a new chapter comes out after an eternity, you have to reread everything and suddenly it's boring somehow
Recently, I have realized that I am a very sore loser and have come to terms with the fact that I am a sore loser. Thank you.