2013-08-23, 01:59 AM
Marksman Bryan Wrote:It's my ex's birthday today (well, possibly back together for a few weeks now but I don't think anything official?).
She's been really depressed lately. Never experienced anything like this with anyone before so I don't know how bad it is but I felt like it was really bad. She's been to a therapist but can't afford payments anymore and her family won't help her.
I'm gonna stop saying personal things now and get to the reason of this post:
I sent her presents I picked up from Mexico and Grand Cayman when I went on my cruise this summer. On a side note, first time buying a girl presents for her birthday. I got a necklace (in her favorite color), sand and seashells from the beach in Mexico, and some Japanese trinkets I knew she liked (Japanese heritage).
I had been planning on ordering flowers as well for a while and I kept putting it off but I managed to order them yesterday as well. They turned out very lovely
I'm pretty sure I made her day, and I feel like I helped with her depression a little (not sure since I'm not an expert of course)
I'm really happy I did that. Today was pretty awesome.
Oh my this is beyond sweet. I'm sure you made her day!
OmegazeroGA Wrote:First time playing Trumpet instead of a Clarinet today because of how my band is completely shorthanded with Trumpets, and the only two are seniors. It's a far ways from a woodwind instrument, but I'll manage...somehow...I don't know how.
I did the same thing back in middle school. Holy hell did I have to throw out everything I knew about clarinet and music.
As for me, I talked to one of my friends today since he's been depressed as well.
He told me he may have p'enis cancer and that doctors did a biopsy (and will most likely do chemo as well, regardless if it's benign or malignant). I'm really concerned. I'm one of the few people that he trusts with this kind of information. I'll be keeping him in my thoughts.
Note: He's only 21.
He's now out of a relationship, his car is dead, and his grandpa isn't going to recover from a stroke.
I know I say that my life sucks a lot, but....after hearing the troubles he's going through, I feel like a real d-bag complaining about my life.