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my waking nightmare pt. 3

teenager screamager

you see, the thing about being a teenager is you dont fit in anywhere but, at the same time neither does anyone else.everyone else forces themselves to fin in with others when they definitely dont belong. kinda like a puzzle eh? forcing corners into the center? the overall picture doesnt turn out right does it?so when a call some teenager an alien in a group, thats because they are definitely a stranger to their “friends.” they stay there and observer, but they dont really understand. its like being on a whole other planet. trying to learn a new language. but anyways, we are all aliens in our own unique way. and our home planet is our selves. thats right, i just compared ‘humans’ to shellfish. we are all different from the next person though. like have you ever seen 2 hermit crabs side by side? they do not have the same shell shape or color or anything. just like ‘humans’. but much like a puzzle, if we collaborate with people who have similar goals and dreams, you can make a masterpiece. so lets just eliminate all the cliques and the squads and lets just collaborate. the world would definitely be a happier and healthier place(behind all the sadness of course). i personally accept the fact that i, the ghostwriter, is a sad/happy alien, and will always be an alien.i do not fit in anywhere at all and i accept that. i dont need to fit in anywhere anyways. no one does.but for some odd reason, we all find it so crucial to be happy in someone else’s area, instead of making our own. more specifically an alien, a foreigner to a specified area, doesnt try to roost in the new place, but try to learn the culture to further grow and prosper. i have never seen anyone grow as a being by changing themselves altogether just to fit in with someone. i always see people grow by adapting. well, thats how we came to be right? at one point the earth was just inhabited by bacteria. and then that bacteria evolved and adapted to the environment that we have today. i mean we did come from monkeys right? (just kidding, dont hurt me) but seriously people, are we just gonna sit here and force ourselves on other people in this world? or are we gonna be the change, be the difference. because if we make a difference, we can change the future, make the world a better place. 

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my waking nightmare pt. 2

deep depression

you see, the thing about depression is it is not predictable at all! it’s not like the rain where you can see the clouds brewing up the storm to come. its not like the weather where you can feel it in your bones when its about to change. no. depression is like constantly having a full bladder and not sure when you are gonna find a bathroom. always ready to explode, and that one single drop of water you see can set you off. depression is like struggling to find words to describe how you feel. its like drowning but you can still breathe. its like calling for help but no one can see your struggle. depression is more than just being 6 feet underground without a ladder. depression is being buried alive by your own head.depression is an uphill battle against a car going downhill. depression is very hard to over come by yourself, but with the right tools and strategies you can get through the storm and into the clear, where the meadows and daisies are. and thats just what my life consists of at this point. when you have depression you learn to put on a smile int the morning and cry at night. you learn how much you can do in a set amount of time no matter how hard you try to do better. you learn to trust nobody because in today’s world. NOBODY IS SAFE. not even your own head with depression. your own head turns against you, replaying every little thing that has ever been said or done to you, over and over again until you hate yourself for even existing and finally decide to give up. depression hurts. sadly though, its not the kind of hurt that you can pinpoint the exact location. its just kinda there and its not bad enough to really complain, but its not comfortable to live with either. and thats a nightmare. just like surviving out in the wild, you never know when a tiger will attack (tiger symbolizing depression) but it is crucial to know how to win the fight. they always say what ever doesnt kill you makes you stronger, but not all the time is that true. sometimes, what doesnt kill you makes you wish you were dead. depression sucks. honestly. and i wouldnt wish it on my worst enemy. period.

Logging off for now ~your typical* teenage alien :(: *not really typical*

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my waking nightmare (pt.1)

as we all know, as kids we start dreaming. sometimes those dreams become nightmares just because, sometimes those dreams are sweet and pleasant such as waking up and receiving a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs. other times your dreams can turn dark and those lightning bugs become mosquitoes that instead of hugging you give you the west nile virus and you wake up in a dead sweat because your dream turned dark fast, some of you may yell and cry for you mom or dad to come and they will comfort you back to sleep and your nightmare would be over; or so you thought. when you have depression simple day-to-day activities become a nightmare. for example, with me, the ghostwriter behind this screen, waking up in the morning is a struggle. but at the same time, going to bed at night is also a struggle. no im not sleep deprived because i get a good 8-10 hours of sleep a night, but the thing is, when my mind wanders it doesnt stop. i will be up at 2am (current time for me) and i will be wondering about life and start philosophizing about where we all came from and some how that will bring me to thinking about all the murderers and terrorists in the world and i wont go to sleep until 6-7-8am. you see, life is easy and all, but with a traumatic childhood and a dysfunctional family since you were 8, life isnt all rainbows and butterflies anymore. life turns more into dragons and dark colors, because all the life is being sucked out of you with the uneasiness of the future brewing deep inside. and at a young age, we cant always know what we are really feeling. when we are young are parents will always ask us things like “dear are you happy?” instead of the more elaborative question “how are you feeling after so and so did this?” or “how would you feel if we did this instead of this?” these are such simple questions with not so simple answers. thats kinda how life is. simple problems with not so simple answers. i roam the streets of my hometown in the broad daylight and it seems like a happy and swell place and all, but if you look closely we all have our own problems and our own emotions behind the masks we wear for the world. because as much as people call others selfish for hiding their emotions, its not really selfish because (be real with me here for a second) would you want to walk around a town where everyone is constantly depressed and sad and showing all their emotions while they are out in public instead of the confines of their own home? I used to be the kid that showed everyone my emotions and i would get bullied because i was “too caring” or “too emotional” and stuff. thats the kind of stuff that pushed me into creative outlets, such as drawing, writing, sewing, and singing (even though i sound like a dying cat- sorry whiskers). because that way i could express myself in a way only few people understand and not have to always explain myself. i actually hate telling people how i feel now a days because the no one cares anymore. its 20-freaking-17!! everyone would rather ignore the ones they love or like thinking that they will still like/love them. in today’s world, we are turning into robots,(what’s that? how you ask?) because society thinks that it’s cool not to have/show feelings towards other people than to actually walk up to someone and strike up a conversation. why? beats me! but i do know one thing, from the time we started pre-school probably, your parents always told you “ if timmy is mean to you that means he likes you” and little sally will always go to school and get picked on by timmy, and when little sally tries to speak up she says “my mom said that since you pick on me that means you like me,” -pause for a second- why did our parents tell us that? that teaches 1.) girls to go after guys who are mean to them because it means ‘they like her’ and 2.) it teaches guys to be douchebags to girls because then they will go after them. if i ever decide to have kids, im not telling them that if timmy is mean to them that means they like them and so on and so forth. i will tell my kids that if someone is mean to you, not to be mean back, but be kind to them. because sometimes its the ones that hurt others that are hurting the most themselves.

all that is just one aspect of my waking nightmare. 

Logging off for now

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