...Bitch about it. I don't care if there are other threads like this. I am having a tough time with the whole finding anything interesting, ever. As life wears on, I am becoming less and less enamored by the antics of our facile, barely-more-than-a-primate species. I am having extra trouble with this lately, which is a main reason to troll around here. However, feels like the well is running dry and I have no suggestions or hope.
Could always Stumble. It's what I do when I want to be entertained without knowing exactly how I want to scratch that itch.
Having a tough time finding anything interesting, ever?
This is because you aren't using your life in a fulfilling manor.
The answer is to create something. To build, to learn, to grow, find purpose.
Ofcourse you feel empty, you're wasting your life in things that do not fulfill you.
The answer is simple. Go out and be great... at anything... something that gives you a sense of pride and purpose.
Humans are like dogs. We are most happy when given a job that we can become great at. We are not meant to lay around and fade away. We are hear to build something with our lives.
If they're not overly prone to depersonalization or derealization anyway. Someone who is truly disconnected from their surroundings or themselves I'd imagine having difficulty finding pride in their achievements.
Depression and other such disorders if on a chemical level might not find joy from such efforts either.
I'm bored all the time too because I don't feel excitement very often and when I do, it's fleeting. It never lasts long.
There are so many things I want to do. I want to live somewhere where I can find excitement, adventure, danger, risk. I want to live life to the fullest and explore every last ounce of my potential. I have a lot of confidence in myself, so I know I can do it. I just need to get out of this boring ass town first.
Hell, I wouldn't even mind getting a job, if I could find one I enjoy.
I started to make a long response, but it was longwinded and I even bored myself with it. I don't think it is a depression, because it isn't a heavy and painful kind of thing. I rarely get worked up about anything on either end of the excitation meter. I find it hard to explain the paradox I feel all the time. It is probably related to the existential shit I have mentioned elsewhere. I like the idea of extreme experience. I just can't get excited about anything. Ask anyone who knows me, they will confirm this. Just a flatline of emotion most of the time. People ask me why I am never happy, but I tell them I am not sad either. I feel nothing wrong. I dunno. I feel an urge to stop talking about it, so it doesn't matter. Let's move on. Not trying to get false sympathy or fish for affirmations. I just stopped caring.