My English Depression
As per usual when I have too much time to think, I get depressed as I start thinking about my situtation, and what I am actually doing. I have spent a lot of time evaluating what is important for me, and what difference I make at all, and all I think of was waste air. I really feel that all I do is waste air, and I don't know if anyone will read this, but try to think about it in that way. I feel so totally insignificant to everybody and everyone, and although I have felt this way before, it just hit me so much harder this time; so what I did was go to the memorial stone on the island with my sleeping mattress and just lay down on the ground for 30-40 minutes (I didn't check) and just think about everything, but nothing seemed to help. All the people (with 1 or 2 exceptions) that I have met and who have had a good effect on me have all been scouts that I met on scoutcamps, which mean that I don't get to know them for more then 3-7 days, something that is really frustrating. And just the way that I feel, that if I was to pass away, would anyone besides my family feel sadness? Have I ever done anything good? I don't know if any of this is true, but it is the way I feel.