TOO. MUCH. ANIME.
My grandmother died a bit before Christmas, and while I can't say I don't really care, it just didn't affect me like most. Doesn't help disprove my theory of me being pretty much dead inside...I don't really care about my grandfather's dead and I despise the rest of my family for being total bitches about it.
I'm definitely not dead inside, I'm one emotional motherfucker, my grandfather is one of the few people in my life who I actually care(d) about. So I'm quite confused, but then again, I don't care.
I was being facetious...I think
Yeah, I don't particularly care about my dad, but it was his father and he's really torn up, as soon as his voice cracks or his eyes start getting teary. The same happens to me. I got my feelings mixed up with the persons or something, lol.I was being facetious...I think
Well, I wasn't terribly close to that grandmother, so maybe that factors in. I felt bad because of my Dad mostly.
I remember when my mom's mother died I didn't feel anything. She raised me while I was young so I can't say I was out of touch with her and such. I wondered if I was weird or strange because at the funereal because whilst everyone was crying and comforting each-other - I kind of faked it along not too look out place and thought to myself at the time damn - why is that I don't feel anything... Not a single tear or overall sadness.I was being facetious...I think
Well, I wasn't terribly close to that grandmother, so maybe that factors in. I felt bad because of my Dad mostly.
So if it doesn't go well you already have a backup plan?
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Check your lamp again
Check your lamp again
Yes, its a blessing for sure and I'm glad you have people like that around you.I confess that in the last few days I had what I think was a nervous breakdown. It was less to do with anything going on in my social life (I'm never really stressed or depressed in that aspect for some reason), but more to do with my academic/professional life. I left my apartment in Lisbon to go back to my family home, not even presenting my final project of the semester, and worse, not even telling any of my friends but one. I ignored my phone and facebook for some time, only having to courage to check it today. I in a strange place at the moment, between feelings of guilt for not having told anybody that I was leaving and all the worry I caused, and the feelings of joy for having so many great friends that care so much about me. Thankfully I'm feeling a bit better now and plan on returning soon, and yes, I have given everyone a status update concerning what happened, with everybody being so thoughtful. I really am blessed to know and be friends with so many great people
! Sometimes I get a little stressed/depressed, but thinking about the people who wish me the best cheers me up a lot. Maybe that's why my depressions don't really last long.
I understand how this or something from that sort feels.I confess that in the last few days I had what I think was a nervous breakdown. It was less to do with anything going on in my social life (I'm never really stressed or depressed in that aspect for some reason), but more to do with my academic/professional life. I left my apartment in Lisbon to go back to my family home, not even presenting my final project of the semester, and worse, not even telling any of my friends but one. I ignored my phone and facebook for some time, only having to courage to check it today. I in a strange place at the moment, between feelings of guilt for not having told anybody that I was leaving and all the worry I caused, and the feelings of joy for having so many great friends that care so much about me. Thankfully I'm feeling a bit better now and plan on returning soon, and yes, I have given everyone a status update concerning what happened, with everybody being so thoughtful. I really am blessed to know and be friends with so many great people
