Has anybody seen my happiness and joy?

Yup, yesterday was a really bad day. No way to write when I feel like that. So should be pleased that today, I knocked off 280+ words. not 400, but at least I'm writing and perhaps once I go flip the laundry, I may have focus to add more. still would like to make up the leftover counts from earlier in thevweek- is it 150 that I owe?
 
I've been there too. Probably not the exact same place, but something that looks an awful lot like it.

On my days like that, my dad tells me to remember that my perception is shaped by how I feel. I won't always feel like that, so the world will not always look like that.
It ain't easy, but to me, it helps.

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Yup, yesterday was a really bad day. No way to write when I feel like that. So should be pleased that today, I knocked off 280+ words. not 400, but at least I'm writing and perhaps once I go flip the laundry, I may have focus to add more. still would like to make up the leftover counts from earlier in thevweek- is it 150 that I owe?
That's good to hear, holidays are tough. My wife hasn't been home in 20 days. Hospital, a rehab and back to the hospital thanks to incompetence which is where we spent Thanksgiving. Her spirits have generally been good but yesterday was hard on her.

Hang in there, keep pushing and doing what you can do. Goals are a good way to have something to focus on.
 
The evils that haunt us are many and varied.

What debilitates one may not faze another.

What others face, we may not be able to bear.
 
I've been there too. Probably not the exact same place, but something that looks an awful lot like it.

On my days like that, my dad tells me to remember that my perception is shaped by how I feel. I won't always feel like that, so the world will not always look like that.
It ain't easy, but to me, it helps.

đź«‚:heart:
I miss my Dad. He died just over a year ago, but the dementia really took him away several years before that. I last saw him in 2019, though we were able to speak to each other for some while after that.
He was my hero, my role model. I did not try to be just like him - we are different people in different times- but the best things that I learned, he taught me.
 
Virtually everyone I ever knew while growing up has been dead for decades, some as far back as the late 80s. The few that remain, I haven't had contact with in almost as long.
 
deep into the pit...
still not writing
wondering if I am a former writer
maybe I should be a former person
Do you have a safety plan? Might be a good idea to make one if you don't. It helps to have a set of steps to follow when you feel like you want it all to stop.

It passes. I promise. I've been there too many times, and my brain was lying to me every time.
 
the depression is verging on the suicidal today.
Will somebody feed the plot bunnies?
I've got a couple but I dont know what kinds of things you like to write.
One recurring fantasy of sitting on my wife's lap while she plays with my nipples, if that helps at all?
I've been a bit stuck for actual plot myself.
 
the depression is verging on the suicidal today.
Will somebody feed the plot bunnies?
Let me take a stab at this.

Bunny plot for the plot bunny.

When a boyfriend threatens to send nudes of his girlfriend to her family and friends if she ever leaves him, she had no choice but to devise a plan to secure some level of insurance. With the help of her friends, she convinces her boyfriend to join her and two other couples on a fun 'escape room' date where it will be the boys vs the girls, and whichever team escapes the fastest will get to decide the next date idea.

After agreeing on the rules, and surrendering his phone to his girlfriend to ensure no cheating occurs, the blackmailing boyfriend steps into the escape room with the other two guys, and they immediately hear the big metal door latch shut. And as they look around the room and see cameras on the ceiling, the soft giggles of their girlfriends can be heard from outside.

When the main girlfriend gets on the intercom, she announces that the only way out is for her boyfriend to complete the list of humiliating sexual acts she left on the couch. After some hours of aggressively pounding on the walls and trying to escape the reinforced room, the boyfriend cracks after hours of yelling at the cameras and hitting the walls. With the other two guys desperate to get out, they quietly assure him they will all find the footage as soon as they get out and destroy it.

After the boyfriend goes through the list of humiliating acts, such as performing oral, receiving anal, and perhaps much more, they finally hear the reinforced door unlock. When the guys get dressed and rush out the door, the girlfriend smiles and tells the other two guys, "Thanks for helping me guys. I don't think he'll be sending my nudes to anyone now," before turning to her boyfriend with a bratty smirk and explaining, "cause if you do, there's five people who will be sending your gay porn to everyone you've ever know."

The end.

It's not everyone's cup of tea, but it should be enough plot bunny food to get them through today.

Anyway, hopefully tomorrow is better for you, best wishes.
 
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