Yeah, such poetry. I'm impressed that he made it up by himself.

Exactly. And that's why my point about not talking to strangers on the internet stands. No one knows you, thus no one can really relate and care, at least not truly. People who know you can (and sometimes not even them because people in real life also tend not to care much about anyone but themselves).

And I slept on my arm and made it fall asleep to the point I couldn't move it. Does that also count?

poetry?.....cute?.....what? no its a song sang by kansas the band that also sang carry on my wayward son. here let my friend sing it for you. http://youtu.be/q8e6TrT5Gt4

You made a cool RP but then it didn't last

I'm just a poor boy, I don't need no sympathy be cause easy come-easy go, little high-little low. Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me----tooooo meeeeee.

Mama, ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I don't know what it's like to have a mental disability, nor am I doomed to not have a significant other(as I am married), but I can say that I can relate at least partially to your situation. I know the crushing depression that this kind of thing brings on. At least for you, you weren't at fault, it being a childhood accident. Me on the other hand, I caused my disability, and I have to live with that knowledge every waking(and most of my non-awake moments as well, to be perfectly honest) life.

I was drinking when I was 21, two weeks before my wedding. Ended up wandering through the woods behind my buddies place and fell of a cliff, crushing parts of my spine in such a way that it will never be healed. I can't work(can't stand or walk for more then 15-30 minutes at a time, can't sit for more then 2 hours before I have to lay down, can't lift anything more then 10lbs), so I'm on SSD(Social Security Disability). I have to live with the knowledge every day of my life that I have, through my own idiotic actions and decisions, managed to deprive my two daughters and wife of a better lifestyle, that I've doomed them(at least until they are older) to a life of poverty. I have to live with the knowledge that I can't give or do the things for my beautiful, wonderful wife, that she deserves. That if something happens to my parents, that there is no way I can help them out(hell, they have to help us out more often). I have to live with that every day of my life, and if it wasn't for the love of my wife and children, I'd have put a bullet through my head a long, long time ago. For the first three years, it was that very love that made me WANT to do such a thing, so that they could find someone else to be a father, and a husband, someone that was better equipped and capable of taking care of them.

So, you're not alone man.

[cue epic guitar solo]

This thread is super subtle.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

I'm going to get into trouble for this, aren't I?

Anyway the wind blows....... .

Actually when you think about it Bohemian Rhapsody is kinda about self reflecting .

Just remember people care and your a good guy. Me I never had broken limbs but I did have a real nasty bloody gash on my foot from stepping on a broken bottle which left me with a hip hop Bugs Bunny cartoon character walk from wearing a cast for a few months at an age I was still learning to walk.

HEY! That's not my fault! Well, it's kind of my fault...

But I bailed on that because some of the people in it were terrible, to say the least. Where I wanted a psychological storyline that pit unusual characters against each other, everyone else seemed interested in playing big bad ass gangsters that had absolutely no human quality to them.

How's that for some self reflection? I can't tolerate working with mediocrity, and will simply disassociate myself with it, thus causing me to not get along with the majority of society.



But I recall your character being one of the decent ones, Tundra.

Indeed. It was completely relevant.

Got any other songs, anyone?

Double clap for Bohemian Rhapsody.

As for the subject at hand I've never really struggled with depression or self worth, life is too short for such trivial things. I was however very pessimistic and cynical, and still am to a certain degree, but my attitude sort of changed one day when I woke up and had the self realization that the world isn't cruel or heartless, it's simply indifferent. And I find that to be encouraging in a bizarre way.

Too deep for my bowl of my insomnia Cheerios so I will leave the best cover of http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY as performed by the Muppets for some reflecting....life is a joke, laugh at it

Thanks---by making videos for my YouTube channel & really helps boost my self-esteem when I see my completed work (even more so when people give me praises for it) and it keeps my mind busy and keep me from getting board.