One could think that this post is about the
dark sides the human's mind bears. In fact, it begins with stories about how hard some days can
suck.
Here's the scenario. Everybody knows that: You get up in the morning, and the sun shines. Nevertheless, you cannot help but recognize that
latent feeling. It sticks in your head and the farer you move from your bed, the more it becomes physical. You realize:
This is a warning. Something goes wrong here. And shit, you don't know what it is. After checking all electronic devices and everything else that is a potential hazard, it becomes clear that
it's all about yourself. Your whole body wants to alert you.
Anyways, if there's eveidently no blatant reason for being nervous, you begin the day as usual. You start checking your mails and there it is:
the fuckin' letter of refusal. The reason of shakiness. The letter you waited for so long, the one you were so sure about it would be positive. It equals a total
bitch-slap in your face and instead of feeling anything, you are
paralyzed. How could they? Why would they? Where is the camera? Yeah. Right. There is no camera and no net to prevent you from freefalling. Though you bore in mind that they could reject you, you'd never have thought the company could do it. You are highly qualified and perfect for the job! How badly you imagined the days living the dream of doing the work you ever wanted to do! And here it is, the black & white illustration:
Eventually, it's you that sucks. That's obviously why they chose someone else for the job. Goodbye, Ego!
So, what do you do? As determined before, you are paralyzed and therefore
unable to take some action against your upcoming
depression. Omg, your day is gonna be so muchly
unawsome! Your sitting position in front of your pc equals your health condition. Well-exercised people are able to grab a coffee, but most guys simply won't move for the next hours. Maybe you start eating without realizing that you are not hungry. Some people even destroy their furniture.
All of them are inapt to reflect about why calculatedly they got heart-broken by an e-mail. Instead, they would read the letter over and over again, crying and being sad.
It's ok! Do whatever helps you out for the moment.
The day's still not over. After a while, still paralyzed, you manage to answer a phone call of your best friend. She says,
"don't ever call/text/meet me again, you are not even slightly trustworthy, frikin asshole."
The problem occurring here is not the personal offense she makes towards you. It's simply the fact that she is so upset that you're not allowed to say anything about the topic.
Essentially, you're left alone again with
many thoughts and finally nobody you can talk to.
Your head is trapped by all the evilness. Shit, that day is a black one! Yet you're not sure how to survive it, there is
one good thing about all that. All your goddamn frustration you collected over the day X is basically nothing but
energetic potential. It can be channeled and
transformed into pretty every action you can imagine. Whether creative, sportive, or simply productive : T
he energy needs to be used! Otherwise, you're gonna be hit by it right into your butt, which really presses you towards the
abyss of depression.
This theory comes from a dude called
Inglehart. He once detected the fact that people start creating something because there's
a massive deficit within their living surrounding. In order to get rid of that, they
begin to bring things into being.
Example: You suffer from lacking social connections- your friends are all retarded and bad and your parents are dead, so you have nobody to talk to. This makes you depressive. To get out of that, you start a blog, hoping anybody will read it and some day make you out on the streets and you'll be a star. The feeling of having created something makes you happy.
To sum up, the deficit hypothesis basically says that once you feel like shit, you're more likely to seize your lifetime.
The famous author
Janosch for example has been a long-term alcoholic when he created one of the best children's book of the whole world, 'Beautiful Panama, land of my dreams'.
You just need to be clever. 'Cause there's some
sketchiness about the theory:
You
can use your energy. Unfortunately, you
can use it for things that first make you happy. Later on, they cock your whole life up (
Nothing against drugs in general. But they are known for giving people such
a hard time).
It is necessary to
overcome the bad feeling. It won't help you not to try to get out of the magic circle of doldrums. People say it is unhealthy to do it, but the tactic of precisely squeezing out everthing that stresses you makes you focus on the
important causes of life. Appyling the living maxime of
displacing negative vibes by creating something new can eventually help you to face the big waves. The white water simply blocks you. It's too small to pay attention to- Your aims are higher! So don't remain with that.
The two-step-way to still live at the end of the day is:
1. Try to g
et intellectually lucid again. Try to do it quickly. Switch your body to automatic mode and move it preferably far away from the computer. After paralization, you start to turn your head 180 degrees against your original dreams. The changed perspective shows you different ways how to get out of the misery. Yet you're not capable to reflect about the shock. This is not necessary for now.
2. Do your
favourite hobby. Or, g
et a new one. Do things you
never did before. Maybe there's even something you need to do anyways, or loads of work to do.
Do it, it will distract you and set free an enormous potential of further ideas and creativity. Don't be afraid of new horizonts. DON'T BE PUSSY!
That's it.
The next entries will be about things that suggest actions in order to make yourself happy, just a very epic existence!
