I know the world is beautiful.

I know there are good things and good people and happiness and all that jazz.

It’s not like I’m sitting at home alone all the time and crying because I never realized that maybe if I just step outside, everything will be so much better than I gave it credit for!

I have been trying for years.

I am so, so sorry that my depression (and no, I am not using that in the “I had a bad day” sense) is causing people problems because my blog isn’t as happy as they would like it to be. And I’m sorry that, when people are “just trying to help,” I don’t seem to be getting any better because I am working through things at my own pace.

Here’s the thing: this blog isn’t a cry for help.

I’m doing this because maybe there’s someone out there who feels like they’re going crazy because they can’t seem to find the motivation to do anything. Maybe there’s someone out there who feels guilty because they don’t see everything as beautiful and special and miraculous even when other people think it is. And maybe they feel a little less alone when they read that they’re not the only one who feels the way they do.

Then again, maybe that’s just an egotistical delusion I’ve wrapped myself up in to condone my weekly public pity party.

Either way, I would appreciate it if people didn’t criticize my viewpoint without even having the decency to put their name to it. I do honestly believe that most of the people who have commented have good intentions, and I can appreciate that. And I’m fine with respectful discussion on my posts. If you personally do not feel the way I do, don’t hesitate to share your own opinions and experiences.

1. I am begging you to refrain from telling me how to feel. It’s not going to change anything except I might get a little more self-conscious and a little bit more burnt out on the human race, so you’re actually achieving the opposite of what you want. I welcome advice or encouragement, but anything blatantly asserting that my feelings are wrong or that I need to shut up just kind of sucks.

I tend to see things from a different point of view than most people, and I’m a huge believer in looking at all different sides of things. However, I was under the apparently false impression that other people would enjoy hearing the perspective of a person who was not themselves. That was my mistake, and I take full responsibility for it.

Here’s a fun tip: the title of any given article will generally give you a pretty good idea of the content of said article. If it looks like something that will make you sad, or make you get angry at me, you just feel free to click anywhere else. Or go ahead and read it and make fun of it, I really don’t care. Just don’t comment. Just don’t. And this goes for all articles on here.

I seriously cannot believe we’re going back to kindergarten here, but if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.