Lonely and depressed over the summer...

[Yourmother]

Hey everyone, since this is the internet and most of you probably don't give two shits about who I am, I'm just going to say hi because I have no idea what to put after the last comma.

Lonely, pretty darn lonely. No social life, so substituting it for an online forum is probably a desperate pathetic attempt to stave of some of the isolation and depression. Lurked around a lot, so might as well join, because all of you are pretty darn smart.

Don't know what to say after this. I guess you will probably see me posting a lot because I'm obnoxious and clingy. Oh well, who knows. I might even get laid.
That was a joke by the way.

So hi.

[yogurtexpress]

practice makes perfect. building up social skills first is scary but its rewarding when you get better (and it helps in the 'getting laid' part)

[yogurtexpress]

also i still feel happier socializing on forums than in person but thats just me.

[Yourmother]

Haha, that's reassuring!

[ProxyAmenRa]

If you live in Gold Coast Australia, come and hang out. We have fun, drink alcohol and go to the Opera.

[Yourmother]

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

If you live in Gold Coast Australia, come and hang out. We have fun, drink alcohol and go to the Opera.

If that's true, I would like to live there.

Sounds great for a place supposedly grown from a seed of criminals.

What's your number?

[snafupants]

When I was younger I felt terrific communion with Dostoevsky, Schopenhauer, Bellow, Kafka, Nietzsche, King, and Faulkner; communion to such a degree that I could finish their next three sentences before glimpsing the next page; this kept existential loneliness pretty much at bay; most of the foregoing authors (incidentally?) heavily employ introverted intuition. My father jokes that I'd be the only smiling man in prison, left alone with books, unearned food, and silence. Since that ostensibly insular time, however, I have branched out and become closer to my friends and family; now I just try to pick my socializing opportunities with care while cherry picking involved personnel, to the extent that such specialization is tactfully feasible. There are venues, like loud concerts or public pools, which I simply refrain from these days, because they fail to serve me. The old maxim know thyself is beautiful for its widely inclusive applicability. Life is basically harder, more dicey, and less fulfilling when it's constantly a guessing game as regards what makes one happy, who one is, who one complements, and these things. Interacting in the flesh isn't always manically gratifying, and there are some topics which lend themselves to abstract, written discussion. Subjects like suicide or depression and this forum illustrate my point.

[ProxyAmenRa]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

If that's true, I would like to live there.

Sounds great for a place supposedly grown from a seed of criminals.

What's your number?

Truth? You can't handle the truth!

I had a party at my place. We got drunk and played pictionary. PhD students for you.

I did some research. Opera tickets start at $95.

Ohh and I was told to stop giving my phone number out to people on the internet.

[Nocturne]

Nocturne says 'hi'.

She seems to mildly understand your situation since she is stuck in the same kind of pit.

[ProxyAmenRa]

Originally Posted by Nocturne

Nocturne says 'hi'.

She seems to mildly understand your situation since she is stuck in the same kind of pit.

You can come to the Opera as well.

[Proletar]

Same here, with the depression and all.


Nice to meet you.

[The Gopher]

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

If you live in Gold Coast Australia, come and hang out. We have fun, drink alcohol and go to the Opera.

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

I did some research. Opera tickets start at $95.

They what? Pshht go to the orchestra, far cheaper...

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

I had a party at my place. We got drunk and played pictionary. PhD students for you.

That reminds me I need to randomly crash your place and see what it is like.

[ProxyAmenRa]

Originally Posted by The Gopher

That reminds me I need to randomly crash your place and see what it is like.

Sure, why not?

Party at my place.

No under 18 year olds.

[kantor1003]

Opera will be salvation for us all.

We should make a "how to avoid depression, loneliness and boredom" checklist.

So far we have:

- Opera

...

I've heard good things about lsd. What about including that in our list?

What else?

Ah yes, Dostoyevsky and Falkner was pointed out. I haven't read any books from the latter, but I can testament to the appraisal of the former.

Suicide probably works (be carful however.. trying to off yourself with a gun has around a 20% (if not more) survival rate. Hanging yourself is safer.). Alternatively you could go the slower route and start drinking everyday. The more the merrier.

Find a god, or a spiritual alignment of some sort.

Force yourself and try to develop a healthy social life.

Join up on intp forum (as you now have). No doubt it's the quickest way to "get laid" as well. Perhaps not in the physical sense, but if voluptuous words, petite sentences and promiscuous phrases is your cup of tea, there is plenty to go around.

[SpaceYeti]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

. I might even get laid.

I'd hit it.

[yogurtexpress]

Originally Posted by snafupants

When I was younger I felt terrific communion with Dostoevsky, Schopenhauer, Bellow, Kafka, Nietzsche, King, and Faulkner; communion to such a degree that I could finish their next three sentences before glimpsing the next page; this kept existential loneliness pretty much at bay; most of the foregoing authors (incidentally?) heavily employ introverted intuition. My father jokes that I'd be the only smiling man in prison, left alone with books, unearned food, and silence. Since that ostensibly insular time, however, I have branched out and become closer to my friends and family; now I just try to pick my socializing opportunities with care while cherry picking involved personnel, to the extent that such specialization is tactfully feasible. There are venues, like loud concerts or public pools, which I simply refrain from these days, because they fail to serve me. The old maxim know thyself is beautiful for its widely inclusive applicability. Life is basically harder, more dicey, and less fulfilling when it's constantly a guessing game as regards what makes one happy, who one is, who one complements, and these things. Interacting in the flesh isn't always manically gratifying, and there are some topics which lend themselves to abstract, written discussion. Subjects like suicide or depression and this forum illustrate my point.

i think if you werent depressed though you wouldnt be reading any of these authors. i turn to E. philosophy too when i feel like shit

[MichiganJFrog]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

you will probably see me posting a lot because I'm obnoxious and clingy.

Hey, that's my M.O.!

Welcome.

[Nocturne]

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

You can come to the Opera as well.

Ah! Proxy-kun is only too kind. >.<

[Melkor]

Join the club. We don't have jackets but we do have these rather snazzy skin badges with a two inch pin!

Want one?

[skip]

Originally Posted by kantor1003

We should make a "how to avoid depression, loneliness and boredom" checklist.

So far we have:

- Opera

...

Exercise, volunteering, prayer, meditation, yoga...

[TriflinThomas]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

Lonely, pretty darn lonely. No social life, so substituting it for an online forum is probably a desperate pathetic attempt to stave of some of the isolation and depression.

I recommend exercising daily. Exercising has almost replaced my friends (how sad, I know), it gets me out of the house, and completely takes me out of my head and puts me in Sensor mode. I smoke daily soooooo.......

[Yourmother]

Wow, so many replies.
I almost feel better now, went jogging for about thirty minutes. Still feel the same as ever, unfortunately.
Thanks for all the invitations to the opera. I might one day spend a thousand bucks to go to a white dome full with soprano-based singers and sit there for about an hour. Maybe even give the cleaners a hard time. I don't know, is masturbating in public illegal in Austrailia?

[MENTION=3558]SpaceYeti[/MENTION], thanks for the compliment.
[MENTION=5373]Ever[/MENTION]yone else, who wants an orgy?

[Yourmother]

Originally Posted by Nocturne

Nocturne says 'hi'.

She seems to mildly understand your situation since she is stuck in the same kind of pit.

Originally Posted by Proletar

Same here, with the depression and all.


Nice to meet you.

Hey, I don't feel alone anymore!
You know what they say about relative depreciation, if everyone around you lead sucky lives, you don't feel too bad about your sucky life.

The more the merrier!

I can relate to you two.

[ProxyAmenRa]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

Wow, so many replies. I don't know, is masturbating in public illegal in Austrailia?

It is frowned upon. That still didn't stop the woman who sat next to me in the joke of an economics course I attended.

[SpaceYeti]

[QUOTE=Yourmother;298523]@SpaceYeti, thanks for the compliment.
I actually don't know what you look like or anything about your personality. I have no idea if I would, and I think it's probable I wouldn't even if I were single, since there's likely a distance between us and you may also be a dude. It was a joke. However, if you're a female, it's possibly true, minus the me being married thing... which has come up a lot these past couple days. Odd.

[Yourmother]

[quote=SpaceYeti;298533]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

@SpaceYeti, thanks for the compliment.
I actually don't know what you look like or anything about your personality. I have no idea if I would, and I think it's probable I wouldn't even if I were single, since there's likely a distance between us and you may also be a dude. It was a joke. However, if you're a female, it's possibly true, minus the me being married thing... which has come up a lot these past couple days. Odd.

I'm a dude, though I'm not gay. You're not married to a guy, right? Oh well, compliments from other guys regarding my body is better than nothing.

If I told you that you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

It is frowned upon. That still didn't stop the woman who sat next to me in the joke of an economics course I attended.

Give me that woman's phone number.

[ProxyAmenRa]

Originally Posted by Yourmother

Give me that woman's phone number.

I already tried... hahaha! I failed. Apparently I am not her type of guy. You know? Being eccentric, having a very odd sense of humor, an egotist, an atheist, a libertarian and all around hater on environmentalism. By god, I even knew she was not my type.

Not Marla from Fight Club:



But fuck! I was rejected. How the hell could this have happened? People don't reject me. I reject people! God damn it! Fuck!

*Proxy rocks back and forth in the fetal position.*

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[Yourmother]

Originally Posted by ProxyAmenRa

I already tried... hahaha! I failed. Apparently I am not her type of guy. You know? Being eccentric, having a very odd sense of humor, an egotist, an atheist, a libertarian and all around hater on environmentalism. By god, I even knew she was not my type.

Not Marla from Fight Club:



But fuck! I was rejected. How the hell could this have happened? People don't reject me. I reject people! God damn it! Fuck!

*Proxy rocks back and forth in the fetal position.*

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I think we'll get along really well.