"After all, no man is at peace with himself" -the Queen's Butler, Kuroshitsuji I have never been more depressed in my entire life after going through Viktor Frankl's Man's Search for Meaning. Whoever has read this book and not gone on an existential anxiety must be harder than a rock.
And then I just cried and cried and cried a lot. And I don't think I can write a paper on the psychotherapeutic method of finding a reason to live without crying again. toad: why are ou online? princess: I'm sad and depressed toad: why princess: a lot of things princess: I'm holding it all together, though princess: don't worry toad: just talk to me if there's anything okay? toad: dont keep it all in toad: youll go insane princess: it's alright princess: I'm used to it princess: nothing new, etc princess: why are you still up? toad: forgot to send an email toad: you should get some sleep princess: it's that bad princess: I can't sleep toad: what's to worry about kukub? princess: it's just sad princess: it's this book princess: Man's Search for Meaning toad: O SHI toad: yeah toad: that book is depressing princess: it doesn't help you know princess: that I could possibly connect to some of the lines toad: i wont say dont be depressed. that book got me too toad: it didnt help janine put it in the bathroom for reading toad: let try to rest toad: okay? toad: go offline princess: I told you I can't toad: at least leave the PC toad: youve been online longer than me toad: and i took breaks princess: I'll just keep on crying if i don't do somethng princess:... |
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