It was extremely easy for me... I had a dislocated arm and 3 broken fingers and it seriously helped me sleep... or maybe that was the percocet they gave me. Anywho, I don't know what happened to you Hippie. I don't know why you're in such physical and mental pain. I can tell you one thing from experience though. The shittier a situation in your life gets - the happier and the better person you will become of it. As a wise man once said (me): True happiness cannot be achieved until absolute sorrow has been endured. While none of us will ever see either side of the far end of that spectrum, we must love what we are able to get. We are who we are not because of the things that have shaped us in the past, but because of who and what we do today. Our ugly problems from days past are merely training tools to help show us the beauty in our life today.Hippie of doom wrote:Do you know how hard it is to sleep with a discolated left shoulder and a broken bone in the right hand?
I used to be just about as depressed as it gets (unrelated: at the same time I was also beating the SHIT out of myself from skiing and BMXing 24/7, hence many dislocated shoulders and the such). Now, however, I am a truly happy person. I still have many of the same problems that used to make me stay up all night everynight crying, but now instead of loathing them I embrace them. I'm truly happy when something really shitty comes my way as it gives me a pleasant reminder that somehow, someway, these problems that fuck with me today will make me a better and more worldly person tomorrow. Without major problems in our life we wouldn't be capable of being truly happy, as we would have nothing to significantly compare it to. Be happy that you're depressed. I sure as fuck do. It's one of the most important steps you must take in order to become a truly good person.