Lionhearted
Well-known member
It's been a lingering thought for me ever since I've started to realize the situation I'm in. After a series of events of self-realisation and introspection, I've come to notice the odd sense of doubt for the future I have.
I know that I may be able to get a job after college, and that I might perform well at it, but then again, I just think of the problems which arise from the family - there's a lot of bottled anger between everyone in the family, and I'm sort of thankful that they're not going to burst out any moment. But it has to open up one day - and that day, I'm sure I will get depressed.
It's sort of depressing to hear what everyone has to say to each other, as I almost always end being the one who needs to hear what others have bottled up - I sort of volunteer for it actually, as I know it will get even worse if no-one hears the 'bottled emotion'. But I know that the future is certainly going to be rough, taking into consideration the 'dormancy' of the domestic conflicts.
I mean, after many years, after my parents' death in the future, I really don't even know if I would be able to stand a funeral - I don't even believe in spending time with other people, while grieving. I get anxious, and I'm sure everything's going to floor the situation, as there's going to be a lot of people to come and 'grieve'. More people mean more anxiety. And even after that, there will be family-related problems.
And the questions I have for the Reader would be... Have you ever been in a situation in which you had extreme dubiousness regarding what will happen in the future? Have you craved for independence?
Any situation in which you actually got slightly misanthropic?
I know that I may be able to get a job after college, and that I might perform well at it, but then again, I just think of the problems which arise from the family - there's a lot of bottled anger between everyone in the family, and I'm sort of thankful that they're not going to burst out any moment. But it has to open up one day - and that day, I'm sure I will get depressed.
It's sort of depressing to hear what everyone has to say to each other, as I almost always end being the one who needs to hear what others have bottled up - I sort of volunteer for it actually, as I know it will get even worse if no-one hears the 'bottled emotion'. But I know that the future is certainly going to be rough, taking into consideration the 'dormancy' of the domestic conflicts.
I mean, after many years, after my parents' death in the future, I really don't even know if I would be able to stand a funeral - I don't even believe in spending time with other people, while grieving. I get anxious, and I'm sure everything's going to floor the situation, as there's going to be a lot of people to come and 'grieve'. More people mean more anxiety. And even after that, there will be family-related problems.
And the questions I have for the Reader would be... Have you ever been in a situation in which you had extreme dubiousness regarding what will happen in the future? Have you craved for independence?
Any situation in which you actually got slightly misanthropic?