Maybe KR has some answers aside from "Hang yourself".

There it goes:

I just came back to work on Monday from 2 weeks of vacations. About a month and a half ago, I sent a text to a magazine calling for short stories written by randoms. At first, I was mostly thrilled by the challenge of being able to write again, because I haven't in a long while. I did, and had to wait until July to know if my short story would be accepted or not. Back in Montreal, I got an email telling me it was not. I think I got trapped in hoping that I would be published, even though I didn't really stressed about it at first.

Now it may seem stupid, but I really feel like crap. Every work day, I pass next to a church on a road in front of which there is a huge sign saying "WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE?". It annoys the hell out of me, because it reminds me that I don't have a clue.

Tonight I feel like giving up on everything I "built", may it be relationships, work, writing and little irrelevant goals as swimming 3 times a week, continuing to be vegetarian, ironing my clothes and watching movie classics. You know, little goals that you fix daily or that you want to do before you die. My roomate just told me : "but you MUST have some goals somewhere?!". I feel like crying, and most of all I feel pathetic whining about it all on KR, when many people have "real" problems.

Anyway. Would you recommend some music? Movie? Book? Slap in the face particular speed to adpot?

Oh, and I'm having my period this week.

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kick ass music that always puts you in a good mood.

best wishes.

Just hang in there. Keep writing and try sending your story to a different magazine or other publication. Keep doing the little things like swimming, maybe add something new to your list of things you want to do. Good luck!

man, i'm feeling exactly the same way. i'm in my last semester of undergrad at uni and i just don't know what the FUCK is wrong with me. i just don't want to do anything. in my lectures i don't take notes, instead i barely listen and draw stuff and/or pass notes to my friends, i don't do any reading - it's like i'm in high school again. the thought of writing another essay makes me feel physically sick. i don't know what the hell i'm going to do when i actually have to write them. and god, i can't even talk or think about the "future". i don't think i even have one. i certainly don't have any "goals". i think i'm just really goddamn sick of it all?

and like you, i just (well, like two or three weeks ago) came back from 2-3 weeks of holidays. maybe you just need more time to get settled back in? i HOPE that's the case with me.

i'm sorry i don't have any good advice but i'm in the same boat as you :/

Steal the sign and burn the shit out of it.

I feel like you do a lot of the time. Like I have no plan and I'm just watching everyone live out their idea of the perfect life.

Also, periods suck and I'm sure it's not helping with how you're feeling. I hope you're at least feeling better by the time the bitch leaves town

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Perspective

If you don't know, I'm an old guy with a young spirit and a gentle heart. Last summer I went to Alaska to see my brother for the first time in my life. Not only that, but it was the first time since college that I had a week vacation. Then in MArch my wife and I spent a week in Death Valley, California; TWO WEEKS OFF IN ONE YEAR. I've barely had 10 weekends off since then.

Sometimes I think people have way too much free time on their hands and too much disposable income; it causes boredem and complacency.

Hope you find your focus--and remember that these are some of the best days of your lives. I've learned three important principles in life: pleasure; engagement; meaning. We need to focus on all three. Uni can get a person out of balance just like work can. I found ways to derive pleasure and meaning out of work by engaging myself in the service to others. It works for me, and I don't regret not having the time and money to vacation for weeks each year like the European culture. America has been the land of opportunity for a couple of centuries; we are now facing the reality that we MUST take more time for ourselves and let the rest of the world work more.

Just a common working man's perspective......

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A depth of love that youth can seldom appreciate or communicate;
A love that never can die for it is a wild seed living inside us, and it is what it is;
Love: that which bonds the reality of one's being to the mystery of the unknown;
Wildflowers: evidence revealed."
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Don't be so hard on yourself.
Even the most successful and beautiful people have setbacks and get rejected. Everything that happens to us in life is meant to be so just try and believe that your article wasn't meant to be published in that magazine. It wasn't your path. You were meant for better things put it like that.
Listen to 'Don't Stop me now' by Queen and 'Soft' by Kings of Leon to cheer you up.
Watch Almost Famous and treat yourself to a manicure or some highlights to lighten and brighten you up.
Go for a drink with some friends and laugh so hard it make your ribs hurt. It's the best medicine.
Think about all the things you do have and all the things you have achieved. Focus on the positivity in your life and more will just automatically come to you.
Hope you feel better soon.

Some of the greatest creative work comes on the rebound of tragedy and disappointment.


"To know suffering and deep-rooted pain is to know life at its base; from a strong foundation is built a royal skyscraper; from a hard fall is built a rich imagination."
~~carefulcarpenter

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Marerophilia:
A depth of love that youth can seldom appreciate or communicate;
A love that never can die for it is a wild seed living inside us, and it is what it is;
Love: that which bonds the reality of one's being to the mystery of the unknown;
Wildflowers: evidence revealed."
~~carefulcarpenter

I feel a bit better today. My period started as predicted. Thank you guys for your words. I am facing some self-confidence issues at the moment I guess. I'm usually the one who starts projects and is impulsive, etc.

Yesterday, I went in a crap bar to write and drink beer (which I usually hate). A man came and asked me about what I was writing. I thought it was annoying, so I told him (the truth atm): "Well, nothing! Nothing at all in fact!". He said " You think too much. Just put your insides on this damn paper. Write about stuff you know, not that you think you should know." Then he paid his bill and left.

It was pretty weird, but I started to brainstorm on paper. And I think I found an idea for a story. I sketched a plan. I'll see what happens.

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