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Just so long as you're not on prozac or whatever, sitting there with delerious inane joy while everyone worries about this constant state of you. The least freedom you can get is from drugs like that.
'pparently I've been depressed since I was 3 so it would be pretty interesting to see what not being depressed is like... it must be blissful.
Sometimes I'll think of how crap I am at everything and everyone's help, motivation and enthusiasm that I have ignored, people I've accidentally upset, and want to mope for the rest of me days. Having healthy, organic vegan meals really cheers me up; cherries with dark chocolate, wearing my glasses (though they make me look hideous), being near nature, I've never got a high off exercising, good weather's extremely uplifting.
It's abysmal to be homosexual even today so I really can sympathise there. Round here at least some people of my age see a weekend of fun as beating up a 'gayer' severely (and I'm apparently from one of the 100 best schools in England FFS) and the homophobia is as high as the huge numbers of people round here who think rape's the funniest thing ever. I know myself being a bit effeminate isn't much easy round here at all. I s'pose all the uneasy feelings about all the related deviance will die out within our lifetimes. I guess I can't help out there. :\
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