Boy, I seem to use this part of the forums a lot. >_>
Anyway, funny, since my thoughts were set off by Night in the Woods. Anyhow, I found the character Bea to be extremely relatable. For a number of reasons, even though some are quite different. I don't need to go into detail about which parts I can relate to.
Anyhoo, after finishing the game, while I adored all of it, it was the "real world" problems that I found intriguing. I could see myself in them, and it got me to thinking about a lot of things. My social anxiety (not regular anxiety, which while happens, isn't as bad as my social anxiety.), or even more-so, a chronic and extremely potent depression that I've been dealing with for many years now. Sometimes it stays at bay, and sometimes not so much. It's been very, VERY bad lately. Besides my beloved dog, the only thing that kept me grounded has stepped away from me for at least the time being, and I've found myself lost.
I've been extremely irritable, self-loathing far far more than normal, and becoming far less interested in my own well-being. I've always tried to put others first, and while I don't have any ill will, I found myself falling into a state of "I don't give a ****, for better or for worse." And I felt very little about it. When my depression receded for a bit, I felt horrible. And worse, it's hard for me to forgive myself for things I've done or said. I can never take back what's been done, and thus I can never forgive myself.
I've alienated and made the closest people/things to me hate me, and I find myself alone almost perpetually these days. It's mental and emotional torture to have nobody to speak to, barring my father if I see him before I call it a day, or my horrendously awful brother (whom I've addressed in previous rants, and so i won't detail him here and now) I find, with the exception of one (which has decided to detach from me, now), that I've always been to the one to speak to or message someone else first. I'm almost never, ever approached by others with the exception of the aforementioned person who's now detached for at least the time being. Again. Internal torture to be alone and unwanted.
Anyway, after thinking about relatable characters and situations, I got to thinking about the theoretical positive outcomes of decisions that can be made. And it re-inspired me to continue a couple projects that I'd been working on recently. I had made good progress, but this revelation made me feel even more motivated to keep working on it.
After all, anguish and other negative emotions felt in the extreme can paint as beautifully as joy, no?
So my current thoughts on the matter are such: Even the dimmest star flashes before it burns out, right? Maybe it's time I make my flash, and get those projects the full depth of my heart before time inevitably catches up.