A Very Special Infinite Story
Oh you're so complex and nobody understands you. Or more likely nobody even cares.
In any case you become withdrawn and start dressing in black constantly. You stay in your room a lot with the shades drawn and the lights low and don't move much unless you feel the futile urge to continue to eat or go to the bathroom.
In school you're somewhat more active (Well you DO have to walk to class) about as popular as you were before, but now you have the added bonus of being known as that "gloomy chick". Folks sometimes whisper things about you, most of them quite amusing to people other than yourself.
All of this continues to make you feel like an outcast and only makes you feel more depressed since nobody "gets you". You hate them! And your parents aren't any help at all. They're totally involved with themselves. You hate them! You hate them all!
This sort of thinking of course causes you to seek an escape for your depression, an outlet, comfort, something to make you feel better, which is probably the most motivated you've been in a while.
In any case you become withdrawn and start dressing in black constantly. You stay in your room a lot with the shades drawn and the lights low and don't move much unless you feel the futile urge to continue to eat or go to the bathroom.
In school you're somewhat more active (Well you DO have to walk to class) about as popular as you were before, but now you have the added bonus of being known as that "gloomy chick". Folks sometimes whisper things about you, most of them quite amusing to people other than yourself.
All of this continues to make you feel like an outcast and only makes you feel more depressed since nobody "gets you". You hate them! And your parents aren't any help at all. They're totally involved with themselves. You hate them! You hate them all!
This sort of thinking of course causes you to seek an escape for your depression, an outlet, comfort, something to make you feel better, which is probably the most motivated you've been in a while.