Ma man, you're only 21, and no matter how much you think you know about life, and no matter how much that little that you do know about life is getting you down, you are barely at the beginning of true individuality. What you will learn and experience just in the next ten years will change you in ways you cannot imagine. You will have entirelly new points of reference to judge your happiness by, and you will learn patience and comfort with life, and you'll be able to find ways inside yourself to deal with and overcome the standard blues of life.
So, yes, you are in the dumps, but in all truth you are supposed to be in the dumps. We were all in the dumps at that age. Especially with relationships. They come and go like the wind and they can be brutal, but they are supposed to be brutal, that's how they shape you. And you have no idea who you are going to meet completely out of the blue who is going to knock your socks off, and maybe,
juuuuust maybe, she'll allow you to take her socks off.
So, turn to the classics. Read old books, watch a movie, talk to friends or family, have a beer, eat a pizza, take a bath, visit the Org., do all the little things that make you feel just a
little bit better and they all add up and you make it through another day and you have another chance to have a really happy tomorrow, one that makes the whole demented game of life seem worthwhile.
Besides, you've got no choice. Just do what us old farts do and slog through it, baby.

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