Its Good To be Depressed!!!

You know what the best part of being depressed & being rejected is?

I know, you might think that I’m crazy. How could there possibly be something positive in being rejected? I too did not believe in this philosophy until just recently. So, what made me write about this? If you guessed that I’ve been engulfed by moroseness, you are right. Things don’t always happen the way you want them to happen.

I was watching the movie “Music and Lyrics” last night; I came across a rather appealing conversation between Huge Grant and Drew Barrymore:



D.B: Dylan came up to you and said, ‘Alex Fletcher, you are a horrible song writer.’ How would you react? HG: I would be horribly depressed. But then, after months of brooding I would find a lyricist and write a song about how horribly depressed I was. And it would be a big hit, everyone would love me, and I’d make lots of money. Suddenly I would be a lot less depressed then if I just sat around being a little bit self indulgent, letting my misery eat away at me until I become an emotional wreck and creatively completely moribund.

My point is this, being depressed is easy. All we can do is tell everyone how eternally depressed we are and keep pondering in perpetuity. It’s not that I did not mourn over the rubble of broken pieces of my heart and cry until I could cry no more. I did, honestly. And the worst part is the pain in the cheeks because of the ‘Fake’ smile and the torment within because no one seems to understand.

This time around, I realised – Nobody really dies of a broken heart, even if you want to. You just have to pick up the pieces n try to put everything together again. As difficult as it sounds, it is actually fairly easy.

So, coming back to the best part of being depressed and rejected... I found out that being depressed actually helps. I was alone and had some time for introspection. I had time to figure out what went wrong. What could I have done better? How could I have been a better person? I figured out that you can’t make someone like you no matter how good you are or how much you care. All I could do was care and love unconditionally. The ‘something’ inside me gave me strength to pull myself out of the ruins I had fallen into. All it takes to get over something depressing is a little bit of motivation and a little bit of inclination towards not being depressed. In some cases, it might take crates of ice-cream or chocolates or cigarettes (like in my case) or food (again, like in my case).

The feeling of triumph is so very real!!!

On second thoughts, all this is just bull-shit. I still feel horrible and it makes me want to question my very existence....!!!!!!