Anyone else have the blues? (1 Viewer)

[superchuck500]

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[gummbo70114]

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[mjcouvi]

I know this time of year can normally bring about a case of the blues for some people due to the cold, dreary weather or exhaustion after all of the constant holiday exposure on tv, in stores, etc. It usually doesn't have much impact on me, but this year, I'm noticing it quite a bit more.

For me, it's just a combination of various things. I don't like the cold weather (at all), the kids are getting older (this was the first year we didn't do the elf or set out the cookies for Santa), I'm constantly worrying about everyone's health, and of course, it seems like there's not a day that goes by lately where I don't have a new ache or pain. For the second time this year, I was in a tornado warning area with the line of storms that came through Wednesday night. No tornado this time, but the stress of it was enough.

This year has just taken it out of me. I think it helps a little to put this out there. I don't intend it to come across as whining about, so please don't take this as such. I know other people have it far worse than I do. I just needed to get this out.

Thank you for sharing. It happens to more people than you think. It’s happened to me too. People are usually just ashamed

 

[mjcouvi]

I'm perpetually depressed. Never-ending. My life is fine. Just effin dandy. But I don't know how to be happy or even content when so many other people are distraught. It eats me alive (other people's pain).

I get so unbelievably angry at the ones who cause it. I just read about the Nashville bombing a few moments ago, but I don't read those things as "news stories." I read them as if they affect someone I know very closely.

Imagine watching the news as if you knew every single victim in every single story. It's straight up torment.

I'm going to get up in the middle of the night one day next week and think about you or Sun Wukong before I lay back down. It might keep me up until the alarm goes off.

I think about people from news stories I heard in 2006 and 2011 and 2017.

It doesn't stop. They never go away. I can't forget.

You know how you watch Dateline or 48 Hours and they start out by saying the date, "June 27, 2008 started out like any other day for the Brown family." I'm obsessed with acknowledging each date of my life, knowing that nothing bad happened to me, but that something horrible happened to someone else.

Because six years from now, there could be a featured crime story that starts out by saying, "December 26, 2020 started out like any other day for the Smith family..."

I hate that I'm made like this. That I absorb other people's pain like a frickin' sponge. That I have no earthly idea how to be fine when so many people are not. I am perpetually blue.

Your post made me cry. I’m sorry for your pain. I feel it to. It can be unbearable