It has been two days and I have not smoked. In a way I am
happy, though I am having really strong cravings. I have been smoking on and
off since my adolescent days, however in last 5 years I have been doing it
regularly and a lot. See for me smoking is more of an emotional need than a
physical one. You can say that I have tried to substitute real friends and
relationships with cigarettes. For a long time whatever friends I made it was
almost always over a drag of smoke. I constantly try to suppress my boredom and
feeling of loneliness through cigarettes. In fact for a long time I did not
want to quit because I though once I quit I wont be left with anything in life.
However this time I really want to quit because I want to change my life. I
want to have a healthier life. I know I am not going to make many friends now
or have a great social life ever, but one thing which I can control to a
certain extent is my health. If I am miserably alone, let it be healthy
miserably alone.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Monday, February 24, 2014
Socially Challenged?
It seems I don’t have an “attitude”, i.e. I am incapable of
being indifferent to people who have broken away from me and moved on in life.
I don’t understand how do I develop this trait anyways this dog is now quit old
to learn new tricks. Although it is surprising there are many friends and
relatives towards whom I have been a bit indifferent or rather I am less in
touch with although they would not mind me being in touch with them or
interacting with them and trust me its not because of any ego problem, its just
that I think a lot of times I am so engrossed in thinking about people who have
absolutely no practical utility in my life that I ignore who actually matter
like one of my cousins just passed a month back, and I have yet not called her
mom who happens to be my aunt. Trust me I feel guilty about it everyday, and I
do think of calling her up but I am kind of scared as what am I supposed to say
in this situation. Boy, am I socially challenged?
Thursday, February 20, 2014
My Depression Journal
I am incapable of enjoying or appreciating a feel good song
because I know that I will never be able to get all the stuff being talked
about. In fact happiness is a thing
about which I know very little of. I cant remember when was the last time I was
truly happy. Many a times I feel like ending my life, however I find myself
lacking in courage to do so. I am scared of doing what I like because I can not
handle failure. With each passing day I feel more disappointed with my life.
I don’t have great memories to hang on to nor do I have a great future to look
forward to. All I see is me amounting to nothing significant in life. I
have always been lazy and a shy person and will always remain as such.
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