>>63920647>as soon as the wallowing in despair has run its course I intend to get up and go do something productive againHonestly, despair is one of the few things in our minds we can tell to fuck off, and it will. It might take a while, but if you keep telling it to fuck off, it will. The sooner you get out there and do something productive, that's when you start telling despair to pound sand. When it shows up, you just smile harder (and watch Caddyshack, life is hard to hate when you watch Caddyshack), and every day it shrinks away until it fucks all the way off.
Yep, I've sat there very seriously considering why I bother waking up every day when the only thing waiting for me was pain. Eventually, after despair fucked off, I found something to live for. Disc golf, at first, an excuse to go innawoods and turn my brain off for a few hours. Then the people I meet at my job. Eventually, a girlfriend. A wife. A family. It all started by wanting to just sleep forever, and deciding to instead just go walk a nature trail.