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Kristus_Vesanus
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Name: Tom
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Northwest Suburbs of Chicago
Birthday: 6/1/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Acting, singing, making web pages, thinking.
Screenname: ttsporty99
Things I hate: People who talk ghetto (or try to talk ghetto) on the internet. It's just not kool. People who judge other people cuz of what group they're in. People who date other people that are WAY older than them while they're still in High School. People who are critical about other people's looks. People who have to lie to get their way.
Expertise: Acting inappropriately in public, singing, making web pages, acting....
Occupation: Computer related (Internet)
Industry: Computers (Internet)
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
10/25/2003
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| I feel like the true epidemic of our generation is not obesity, but depression. There's every possibility that it just so happens that my friends and the people I know are depressed, but I don't think that's the case. I think it's part of the mass-media culture that has literally blossomed as we have grown. In our lives, the internet has been created, cell phones and text messaging have become the norm, and there is the spread of social networking sites. And we are still trying to come to terms with all of it, and trying to figure it into our lives. It's not especially easy, being able to connect with people so easily and it seemingly being standard to share so much of ourselves with others. Generally, the more we know about others, the less we think of them. The more we know, the more bad things we know. But through our social networking sites, we don't get the context of these bad things. Context is extremely important when getting to know people, and through pictures and one-line updates, all we get are glimpses into something else's life. We don't get to really know people, but we get tricked into think that we really do. This drastically affects our relationships with other people and definitely affects depression.
I've sort of rambled here and turned this into something I didn't originally plan but basically I think all of the availability of media has contributed to more depression in teens which keeps going into the 20s. More on this later. | | |
| I spent a good portion of the first part of my life worrying about my future. Not in the specific sense, but generally. I vaguely believed in some cosmic type of karmic retribution. I was always told that I was gifted and it showed throughout portions of my life. Somehow I was naturally athletic-I was picked first for every team and I seemed to excel in any sport I tried. Also, I was smart. I learned everything the first time it was explained and always got straight A's without trying. Of course, up until about the third grade, these were the most important things for boys. I knew that I hadn't worked for either of these advantages, so I worried about the future. I worried that I was in for some definite bad luck in the future.
These past few months have been the most difficult in my life for a number of different reasons. I know now that there are things more important than being smart and being athletic. I also know that I am not the smartest or the fastest anymore. But I still feel like I am least above average in intellect and athleticism. I wonder if this semester has been my karmic retribution for being somehow blessed with good genes. But I think the truer answer is that this is the result. I didn't have to work hard when I was younger and, thus, never learned how to work hard. I never really had to push myself to get any better because I was just as good as I needed to be. And I was always told that I had tons of talent, and being a naive kid, I expected that would be enough. Obviously there are a ton of other important things that can help make you successful: ambition, a good work ethic, people skills. I have trouble with a lot of these other skills. And, let me tell you, that really makes things difficult. | | |
| Have you ever noticed the people who get extremely upset when their unreasonable demands don't get accepted? They feel like they are entitled to anything and everything and when other people don't recognize that, they get upset, start cursing and blaming other people. I feel like I am the counter to that. I've seen so many people like this and it really disgusts me. They call us the entitlement generation, but I don't think it's really all of us. Having seen all these truly selfish people, I try to distance myself as far as possible from them. So, a lot of the time, I don't make some fairly reasonable demands, or don't argue for my reasonable demands, because I don't want to be seen as a selfish brat. But I don't think this is the best course to go, because sometimes I become the doormat. I am very amiable, and I think that generally other people are too. Most demands are reasonable, but I see others as more reasonable than my own because of my fear of coming across as selfish. | | |
| It seems that a lot of the time, I'm worried about offending people too much. Somehow, I'm worried that I will lose a valuable relationship with someone if I don't agree with them or make an off-color remark or just simply do something they don't like, I might lose that relationship. That's crazy. I don't always completely agree with other people and I go along with them and do things I don't necessarily want to do. People aren't going to abandon me because I want to seek out my own happiness. If they are true friends, they're going to encourage me to do this.
But I still worry, that even if these aren't true friends, they might be the best I can do. So why risk it? Does that make me crazy?
So, basically, what I'm trying to say is that if I offend you, I am comfortable with that relationship. | | |
| Sometimes, I think life is just about riding the low points until you hit the high points again. Life isn't all great, but we have to manage through the low points so we can enjoy the high points. Lately, things haven't been going well for me. It just seems like one thing after another goes wrong for me. I haven't gotten any luck and I haven't been able to make any luck for myself. But finally something has gone my way. I get to do market research for candy downtown tomorrow for a $100. It's the first real good thing to happen to me unexpectedly in quite a few months. Hopefully this is a sign that a few more good things will be happening to me soon. | | |
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