Why ME?
    There is no way around it...  all my friends are somewhat fucked in the head, and for some reason, they either put me in the middle of it, or decide that I should be the one to help them with it.  The only thing that is accomplishes is that it either makes me really uncomfortable, or quite depressed myself.

     For instance, my best friend... on Sunday night got into an arguement with his girlfriend.  He takes off, and leaves, which is a good thing for him, because with his temperment, when he gets pissed off, its best for him to leave for a little while and cool down.  Well, his girlfriend calls me up and askes if he came over to my place.....  he didn't.  I was planning on taking an older computer that I had rebuilt over to give to him, and so I wait at my apartment a little while longer to see if he shows up, and when he doesn't I go over to his place.  His girlfriend is still there, and he has not made it back yet.  So she and I start talking about what was going on, and start theorizing where he ran off to.  Well.....  2 hours had passes since I got there, and a total of 5 hours had passes since he left.  He finally arrives, and goes into a back room of his house.  His girlfriend follows.  Now I have been in this situation before with him, and it usually takes about 45 minutes for them to reach some sort of agreement, and make up.....  but they don't.  While sitting on the couch waiting for them to finish with their conversation, I'm just chillin' and listening to the radio.  He comes out, and gets in the VCR to take a movie back to the rental place.  The girlfriend comes out and tells me that she finally found out what the entire thing was about.  One year ago on that day, was the when my friend's marriage starting falling apart... coincidently it was also his ex-wife's birthday...  and for some reason he was taking out his frustration on his current girlfriend.

     After he got back from the rental place, they went into the back room again and started talking again....  this gave me time to think about what type of person my best friend is, and what makes him my best friend, since he was not being the guy I became friends with.    I did conclude that he was my best friend because he and I share many of the same ideas and thoughts, but take totally opposite approaches to a problem.  Anyways, after it was apparent that they were going to be back there a while, I quietly snuck out and came back to my place to watch a movie.

    Now for tonight....  another friend of mine who is a girl, and lives back in my homestate, called me tonight because she was suicidally depressed.  She has been suicidal for quite some time now, and quite frankly I'm getting tired of being the one to cheer her up....  its draining on me.  I've tried many times to convince her to seek professional help, but she won't....  add to that, she is about to graduate with a bachelors in Psychology...  and she knows almost enough now to diagnose herself, and I think that's half the problem....  she know's what wrong, so why pay someone else to try and help her through it, especially when she can call me up.  I think the only idea I can come up with, is to do the research myself of either psychiaritrists or flat out hospitals that can treat her, and just tell her that I have already contacted them, and they are awaiting her call.

    As well, because of our conversation tonight, I have gone from a really good mood into a snappish bad mood.  Hopefully now that I have finished talking with her, I can either find someone else to have a instant message conversation to see if I can be brought back to my former good mood...  or find something else to write about to help lift my spirits.
Fears Realized




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