Note: This is an archived blog post from an old personal blog, On The Contrary. Please see this post for more details
Feeling emotional in terms of depression hasn’t exactly been how I’ve been at all lately. My life has been fine and nothing much has pushed me down for a while.
But I just read a post off my old blog that was a little more than a year ago. Entitled “Life is a Bottomless Pit”, it can be found here.
The Funny Part
Lets comment on this, first, the colourful words of emo-ness make me giggle a little bit. “The frowns I make each day like the blood that seep from my wounds.” – I love that line, because it just doesn’t make any sense. So everytime I frown I lose blood? Its a pretty crap metaphor. The first line, “The life I live in today feels empty.” – I think its grammatically correct but it lacks something… Sense. If I were living in lets say a container that was labelled ‘life’, how would it then feel empty? Wait, unless the container was really large and I looked around and there was nothing, but how then would I know I was in a container. Then again, how can life be referred to as a container? If I was to live in this container and when I said that it felt empty because I was missing something except friends or stuff… Then wait, how come my friends can come to my container? Don’t they live in their own containers too? Uhh.
The Emo Part
Right. Apart from the above, reading this post really does make me think of the numerous things that has happened in only one year. First of all, now, I’m just about to graduate from college (the post mentioned I wanted to go to college) and its definately been fun. The friends I’ve mentioned in that post have totally gone – or atleast we’ve just drifted while some really have left my side. The post kind of mentioned I was bored and wanted to get into a relationship. I did get into one soon enough, but as much as I loved the girl I got into the relationship with, I regretted as much because of how I had betrayed one of my friends and lost his friendship in the process. I don’t know how things are between me and him now, hopefully he’s forgiven me – But I still, to this day, feel that the pain that the three of us went through was just not worth it.
Being bored is just a feeling of desperation. A feeling that can cause us to hastefully make decisions because we think we know what we want. We’re all just finding our way in life so take it easy and be careful not to rush into anything you’ll regret. Making quick decisions to find something you think you want can bring you things that you won’t be able to control.
“Give no decision till both sides thou’st heard.” – Phocylides